nothing

I bumped into the truth
Of my true ignorance!
Sometimes I desired to be deaf
And not hear my conscience
That takes me to death.

I mean, death of heart,
Of mind... Being an obnoxious girl!
I wanted to give more to me
Than disappointment and disillusions.

There's no love lost between myself,
This life are nothing
life and death got away from here,
I see the real about my reality...

but I accepted it, i mean my failure
And the fact of being one more
among people...

If I died today
It wouldn't do difference
To the world even to me.
Being something is something
But nothing is...

The worst thing a person could be.
Have you ever thought about that?
I have. (everytime)