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My Beautiful Nothing
Sitting, staring, completely unseeing
You watch and you wait
Blinded by boredom
With nothing to do
I look to my right and see nothing
I look behind me, to nothing
Even in front of me; nothing
It seems I'm surrounded by nothing
I then glance to my left
I hear something approaching
Some something encroaching
On my beautiful nothing
Suddenly the something,
It breeches my nothing
I turn to confront it
And notice it's you
Now I am glad
You have come to see
To take a look deeper
Into my world
You're looking around
I'm sitting in silence
You look and you notice
"What are you doing here?"
"This is my place...
"It's my beautiful nothing."
You can't understand
Why I trap myself here
I come to escape
The turmoils of love
To sit and forget
All the pain and the strife
"It's much too empty here"
I hear you declare
And with that final statement
You leave me with my pain
I come out of my shell
Leave my beautiful nothing
Far, far behind
For you think it too plain
I seek your approval
For it means the world to me
You shun me to nothing
And so I retreat
Back, so far back
To my beautiful nothing
Where I can be alone
To ponder my love
