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Nothing
I found a state of mind I connect to
One that relates to who I am
It's nothing
And it's not so bad
I don't hurt or cry
I don't lose sleep at night
Liquids and solids stay down
And air still finds its way into my lungs
I always thought it would hurt to feel like nothing
But it doesn't
It just is
I exist
And that's all there is to it
I don't know why I feared becoming nothing
I'm not scared
Not even excited
Just here
Going through life
There is no happiness
Not even emptiness
I'm just coasting along and floating
With no destination in mind
I drift in water
And I think I might be moving but
Each location looks the same as the last
So quickly time does pass
Swimming or drowning
I'm not sure of the difference
They might both feel the same
For now I ride the waves
And I can't feel the temperature
Is it hot or is it cold
I just go with the flow
And end up wherever it takes me
I try to feel my legs
But it's like they're not even attached to my body
I suppose they must be though
Because I can still stand myself
Existence is in my hands
I just let it lay there
I mean, I'd catch it if it fell
I'm just not holding it tight
They always say you can make something out of nothing
And I've known that to be true
I've made something out of nothing before
And it's brought me joy many times
But now I see
Nothing has made something out of me
The question is what
One that relates to who I am
It's nothing
And it's not so bad
I don't hurt or cry
I don't lose sleep at night
Liquids and solids stay down
And air still finds its way into my lungs
I always thought it would hurt to feel like nothing
But it doesn't
It just is
I exist
And that's all there is to it
I don't know why I feared becoming nothing
I'm not scared
Not even excited
Just here
Going through life
There is no happiness
Not even emptiness
I'm just coasting along and floating
With no destination in mind
I drift in water
And I think I might be moving but
Each location looks the same as the last
So quickly time does pass
Swimming or drowning
I'm not sure of the difference
They might both feel the same
For now I ride the waves
And I can't feel the temperature
Is it hot or is it cold
I just go with the flow
And end up wherever it takes me
I try to feel my legs
But it's like they're not even attached to my body
I suppose they must be though
Because I can still stand myself
Existence is in my hands
I just let it lay there
I mean, I'd catch it if it fell
I'm just not holding it tight
They always say you can make something out of nothing
And I've known that to be true
I've made something out of nothing before
And it's brought me joy many times
But now I see
Nothing has made something out of me
The question is what
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