Words can't express what I'm feeling right now. I'm existing, minute to minute. I'm breathing like I should, because that's what my body's programed to do. I'm not happy, or sad, or angry, or anything. I don't know. I don't know how I'm feeling.
And I don't know how to explain it without sounding like a robot with no emotions. I'm existing. I'm breathing. The day went by fast.
I'm simply just here. That's it.
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Poetry Book 3
Poetrythird poem collection. they aren't in any particular order or anything like that, and after 100, there will always be a new one. if you've been here a while, I'm sure you know the drill. now, about the cover. it was a random Thursday, and an old fri...
