You have me and I have nothing.

old poem I found from 2 months ago, quite short, not too sure what drove me to write it but i vibe wit it. 

"I have mediocrity.

I have high-pitched screams and scrapes,

I have emptiness beside me when I’m dressed.

I have you, but not even that I have.

You have authenticity,

You have pride swelling from my loyalty.

You have my warmth, even when I want to cold.

You have me and I have nothing."