Nothing

When you ask me what’s the matter
And I say, “nothing”
I’m not lying to you
Nothing is wrong

When you ask me what happened today
And I say, “nothing”
I’m not lying to you
Nothing happened today

When you ask me what depresses me
And I say, “nothing”
I’m not lying to you
Nothing depresses me

When you ask me what you can do
And I say, “nothing”
I’m not lying to you
Nothing can be done

Because nothing is what’s wrong
Nothing is what happens
Nothing is depression itself
Nothing is all I am and feel