I’ve got nothing to lose and I’ve got nothing to gain.
I’m becoming a jigsaw puzzle as I remain.
Scattered pieces as time passes me at bay.
As if nothing of me remains.
Except these pointless words you may pertain.
And this is all you’ve got from me,
pointless words, what an utter shame.
But I’m at fault,
for not letting you all see,
the things I have wanted to always say.
© Duc Nguyen WordsOnEmptyEars, 2016