Cell Construct
Fri Oct 17, 2003, 01:33 AM
depression....
its so dark in a void of nothing
i care for no one as no one cares for me
i have no inpirational somone or something
she feels not my pain nor cares
no one knows how empty everything is
all eyes struck to my own seem empty and void
a world of so called individuals
i care not of indiviuality
whats the fucking point
why do i need to move, care, talk or love
its all pointless
why cant i live life neglect by emotion
bu what emotions once swalloed me whole
now emotions are so mute
whats the point.
whats the change.
why cant i release people from their sorrow.
destroy everyone and everything.
this is how i feel.
this is not what i say.
so many questions i have
answered with illogical replies
pointless of why i continue to care
about anything or anyone
i apparently have no drive
my name means nothing
my thoughts should be deleted
no one cares for what i have to say
live life to its extent is what they say
do they know what it even means
to live life to its extent
when did it begin
when did it end
how was it developed
why do i care
why do you care
is it our so called nature to care
or to ramble like i ramble
whats the point
people giving answers that are not answers
why i want this love yet have no drive
the drive to impower or uplift
it isnt there i see black nor white
the color is nothing
the beat of my heart means nothing
as you to me and me to you means nothing
people seeking attention with recorded suicide threats
so trivial and meaningless
to want to die how small of them
maybe i want to die
maybe you want to die
who can really tell
the need to want is so stupid
why cant i just want to want
stupid questions to you
marvelous questions to me
but who cares
whats the point of caring
these questions remain untouched
never answered
maybe i dont want them answered
may i want nothing
maybe i nothing wants me
maybe
maybe
maybe this is why people kill themselves
maybe this is why people kill eachother
a ludacris though to you
could be a ludacris thought to me
i ask for designs for which no one designed
i ask for answers which no one can answer
i ask to be comprehended when no one can comprehend
life is so depressing to me or is it to you
who can really tell.
its so dark in a void of nothing
i care for no one as no one cares for me
i have no inpirational somone or something
she feels not my pain nor cares
no one knows how empty everything is
all eyes struck to my own seem empty and void
a world of so called individuals
i care not of indiviuality
whats the fucking point
why do i need to move, care, talk or love
its all pointless
why cant i live life neglect by emotion
bu what emotions once swalloed me whole
now emotions are so mute
whats the point.
whats the change.
why cant i release people from their sorrow.
destroy everyone and everything.
this is how i feel.
this is not what i say.
so many questions i have
answered with illogical replies
pointless of why i continue to care
about anything or anyone
i apparently have no drive
my name means nothing
my thoughts should be deleted
no one cares for what i have to say
live life to its extent is what they say
do they know what it even means
to live life to its extent
when did it begin
when did it end
how was it developed
why do i care
why do you care
is it our so called nature to care
or to ramble like i ramble
whats the point
people giving answers that are not answers
why i want this love yet have no drive
the drive to impower or uplift
it isnt there i see black nor white
the color is nothing
the beat of my heart means nothing
as you to me and me to you means nothing
people seeking attention with recorded suicide threats
so trivial and meaningless
to want to die how small of them
maybe i want to die
maybe you want to die
who can really tell
the need to want is so stupid
why cant i just want to want
stupid questions to you
marvelous questions to me
but who cares
whats the point of caring
these questions remain untouched
never answered
maybe i dont want them answered
may i want nothing
maybe i nothing wants me
maybe
maybe
maybe this is why people kill themselves
maybe this is why people kill eachother
a ludacris though to you
could be a ludacris thought to me
i ask for designs for which no one designed
i ask for answers which no one can answer
i ask to be comprehended when no one can comprehend
life is so depressing to me or is it to you
who can really tell.