Something/Nothing

When I get old, If I get by

There might be holes in my spine

Something in the air, got into me

There's nothing there, a chest that's bare

Something incomplete



Do you need something to be?

Do you have nothing to see?



When I get out, I'll feel so thin

Because a human isn't human in its skin

Does it need blood, does it need glass?

Give them pills, white pills in cups to make them last



Do you need something to be?

Do you have nothing to see?