• Everyone thinks
    I have no feelings,
    But the truth is
    I feel more than they do.
    And this poem will be
    A living proof of the burdens,
    That I am sentimental.
    That my feelings
    Are intertwined
    With the good,
    The bad,
    The sad,
    And the ever growing hate
    That fills my heart
    With each passing day.
    But I will try
    To make everything better,
    Even if it kills me,
    Or make me suffer
    In unimaginable ways.
    That is living.
    That is feeling.