Imposter
I feel like an imposter
Happiness seems so foreign
I have trouble connecting
I feel as though I should feel more
Joy doesn’t come for more than a second
And it's not there when I think back
I remember with indifference
Memories play out in black and white
There's no emotions coloring them
They are just there
Am I broken?
I feel more drained everyday
Nothing seems worth it and I feel worthless
If today was my last day I would not face death with fear
I would not mind if I died
I would greet it like an old friend as it embraces me
Collecting my soul
And I would be no more
I would know no more
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