Nothing Left

I've lost touch I stick my head into a shrinking box and shriek about how much humility means I've gone blind I can't see what's in front of me, but I can read about it online Which is almost the same thing I've got nothing left to say, you better go away from my window I've got nothing left to say, better find another place for your tender hope How do I put this in a poetic way? I've got nothing I can't write with a glowing head so, instead, I do it out of spite And make some real deformed things I've been robbed Of something I could never see, but I sensed it like a dog And it died in the blue screen I've got nothing left to say, you better go away from my window I've got nothing left to say, better find another place for your tender hope How do I put this in a poetic way? I've got nothing