known

My pain to be herd by all
The extension of life to be clear
My life to be read
My feelings never to be seen
The emptiness of it all left to me
Never knowing what I am
How can I be if no one knows me?
Why am I me, when there is no me to be known
If all that I am wastes away what am I?
Nothing, nothing can be seen
Nothing can be herd
Nothing can be done
Leave well enough alone
to get all the same results
Try to change only to make things worse
Who am I, but that which has made me

-Darkstar