I spent days in my room, Attached to the television screen, wanting to cry an endless cry. I ate comfort food: Ramen noodles, and chocolate for dessert. Emotions became stronger and stronger and stronger, overwhelming. I do not get out of my room ever, and even the holidays, I just love the comfort of shelter, I don't know what I'd do without my room. Sometimes, in my room, I want to scream. I pace around my room, From time to time, In proper fashion. The stomping of my feet became louder and louder, But my voice remained silent. I soon felt emotionless, and all the emotions that I ever had was crying. I watched documentaries about space in my room, Knowledge zooming in at me. I spent days in my room, Voice becoming silent.
Sometimes, Smiling seems so right, But sometimes, Smiling seems so wrong. Sadness seems so right to get rid of, if we could, But it's impossible to get rid of all the sadness we have... Seeping through our brains, It makes us go insane. Sometimes, Smiling seems so right, Sometimes smiling seems so wrong, And sometimes we want to remain emotionless.