Nothing

AM I THAT USELESS
I FEEL THAT USELESS
I HAVE NOTHING
I AM NOTHING
AM I HERE ON EARTH....
WITH NO PURPOSE...?
I HAVENT HEARD MY CALLING
I CANT REALLY SLEEP
MY DREAMS ARE NIGHTMARES
I WAKE UP SO EARLY
YOU WOULD THINK...
I HAD SOMETHING TO DO
LIKE I HAVE A JOB....
BUT IM JOBLESS WITHOUT A LIFE
AN EMPTY LIFE
JUST A WALKING SOUL



Copyright ©2008 Myishia Williams
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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