It’s Nothing

It's blank.

Bright white.

Blinding my eyes.

It's empty.

Crying for attention.

Craving a filling.

It's lifeless.

Dying for a purpose.

Dreading what isn't there.

It's vacant.

Fascinated with the opportunity.

Finished with the past.

It's a masterpiece.

Eager to inspire others.

Enjoyed by millions.

Enhanced for this exact reason.

It's proud of you.