Nothing

Why can I see so clearly now When there is Nothing left to see? I never realized before that Nothing Was something that you could touch- That Nothing was a glass box That I was always locked inside- I remember doing Nothing Waiting for you to call- But Nothing was also a glass wall You put up between us; What are you thinking? Nothing. What are you feeling? Nothing. Is there anything you want to tell me? No. Nothing... I asked you for something, For anything- So you gave me Nothing. It's all you had to give me... Now it's all I have left. I never realized how sharp The edges of Nothing could be Until I felt it collapse under me... Felt how it shattered under My feet- Maybe it should hurt. But all I feel Is Nothing...