Nothing

An insignificant being
A joke you made to friends.
Lie you spoke in darkness
A thousand unused pens.

Dancing around to rain
Singing songs you cannot hear.
Lightening hitting a burning building
Nobody had seen in over a year.

Ears that never hear me
Lips that never speak.
Hands that never touch me
It isn't me you seek.

Maybe I'm just not enough
An angel without a wing.
Inside me, I'm a lion
To you, I am nothing.

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