I am a nobody
From something I came,to something I shall return
When I speak no one listens because my voice holds no form of power
I carry my burdens like a tired traveler for my happy days are ahead
When I drop my feet on the ground,no one notices because I am a nobody
From something I came,to something I shall return
My presence holds no value and my absence isn’t noticed because I never existed
I let my eyes do all the work in holding the tears but even if I let them down,they’ll be invisible because I am a nobody
From something I came,to something I shall return
When I finally leave,only me would know If I really lived or just existed
