a little bit of me in poetry

empty

My thoughts have no soul they have no worth
I sit here in silence and let myself go
Yet i go nowhere
I have nowhere to go, im lost
Lost in my own world, in my own self, in everything
How can you live when you are lost
How can i find my way when i dont know where to begin
My thoughts are empty and lead me in continuous circles
round and round and round
empty, empty, empty
a lost soul is one that needs to be found
and an empty head is one that needs to be filled
found and filled
it all seems so simple
yet the mind tends to wander only to be lost again
round and round and round
empty, empty, empty