Maybe I wear buggies
and white socks with flip flops
maybe I don't like listening to rave
and I'm not on the social mountaintop
that makes your world twirl
maybe you look at me and think
gee, what a nothing girl
maybe I like giving smiles
which seems to be asin today
and maybe I allow my imagination
to sometimes runaway
maybe you don't understand this
and that's why you cannot see
if this makes me a nothing girl
HEY, that works for me
the world makes you believe
your personality must be detected
your face must be perfection
wear clothes just the best, to be accepted
maybe I look at you
and feel sorry that you're blind
robots you have become
and yourself you will never find
God mad you as well as me
this means I am something
the world is a liar
and if I must be nothing
for you to see it
then so BE IT
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really enjoyed reading this and the message is great. Maybe the Nothing Girl is actually the Something Girl in a world of bland nothingness.