It’s not that I’m sad
It’s not that I’m angry
It’s not that I’m upset
I don’t mean to not care
I want to, really I do
I just don’t
I can feel myself wanting to care
But falling just short
So, I feel empty
So much of the time
I feel like I’ve flatlined
But no one knows
And I’m supposed to be
The positive one
The cheerful one
So I play my part
Like an actress in a play
And feel nothing
A walking corpse
But they tell me I’m alive