Just feel something
What are dreams?
I thought I had some,
once.
I thought I knew
where I was going.
Now there's no motivation,
only apathy
and resentment
toward everything
outside of my head.
As you screamed at me today
I felt nothing.
But the me buried inside
managed to shout
from my prison cell:
"Just feel something!"
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