I feel nothing.

Sometimes I feel a small ache on the side of my chest, sometimes.
Small enough to know I’ll survive,
Painful enough to know you’re still here..

In my heart, where you always have been and where you’re always meant to be.

They look at me from across the dinner table
Trying to give me another label
Selfish, hypocrite, complex
What's next?
If only you could see
What this life is doing to me
You ask me what's wrong
The answer you don't want to belong
But I know it will be
I can't live a life that troubles me

Air filled with bird-songs
At dawn, this last day of June
T'will be winter soon

everyone’s finally going to sleep
but were waking up
watching the sky change colors
feeling the air become warmer
hearing the birds chatting

how could you sleep?

I went back and forth
up and down

suddenly I was nowhere to be seen
not even for myself

i would take a pill
if it really helped,
i would take a handful
if it was the end.
i don't want to wake up
in an empty room,
i don't want to waste it
if it comes too soon.
i don't want to stay here
for another day,
i don't want to chase it
as it slips away.
i would take a pill
if it really helped,
i would take them all
if it was the end.

I created a world,
but all I can see is words.
Never feelings, never emotions.
Just words.
And it hurts because all I can say is just non meaningful words.