Analysis of His Rules

Am I always nothing in this universe?
Will the stars ever twinkle in my time?
Can pain turn into darkness please,
And ease the shadows left behind.
For I am I nothing, Yes, I am nothing
But body for warmth and want,
To fill someone else’s needs and longings
My feeling left unspoken and unfulfilled.
By who’s terms does my life begin?
To ask for fragile pieces will always be unheard
You’ll always loose the prize my girl,
It’s his game, his rules.