i can feel my self changing... my emotions are draining... the only emotions i have is sadness and anger... there’s weight on my shoulders, feels like an anchor... I dont know why I keep writing poems, it’s not like anyone reads them... im starting to care less, starting to feel numb... they say this pain will end... so here I am, breaking and bend... waiting for it to happen... but this anger is taking over, im gonna start snapping... I try and escape from reality... im such a nobody..