Tied Together With String II

People often say I'm special

Unique... ?

All I am is myself

And really I don't even think you could call it that

All I seem to do all day is watch

People,

Trees,

and sky...

I wonder what it is to die

I find it quite painful to think about actually

To cease thinking...

To think nothing

To be nothing

But a thought

If that

Interruption

Where once was something

Lest those remember

How does one go about thinking nothing