A nameless soul,

Wandering though a crowd.

A blank face,

Dull eyes,

Straight lips.

Body defeated,

The once perfect posture,

Now crumpled,

Like a piece of paper.

Mind erased,

Once sharp as a tack,

Now worn,

Unknowing of anything now.

Sooner or later,

I'll be one.

Face blank.

Body defeated.

Mind erased.

My soul gone,

My body wandering,

Aimlessly through life's crowds,