I am the little person that no-one sees,
I am the little voice, that never speaks.
I am the little thought that is never heard,
I am the book that is written without any words.
I am the food that is never consumed,
I am the game that is never resumed.
I am the cloud that never rains,
I am the wound that never gives pain.
I am the tear, that never escapes,
I am the shadow that never changes shape.
I am the carousel that never moves,
I am the student who never improves.
I am the computer that never restarts,
I am the beat without the heart,
I am the bullet without a shell,
I am the blood, without the cell.
I am nothing, and yet I am all,
I am the number that is never called.
I am the smile without a face,
I am always the one, forever erased.
