In My Feelings
Sitting.
Thinking.
Hearing, but
not listening.
Feeling
feelings to raw
to describe.
Why?
Crazy in my
mind, but
what is life?
Between lines
on paper
are words that mean
something.
Or mean nothing?
Nothing.
The paper will be thrown away, anyway.
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