I let it all pour out and look what happened to me,
A life without feeling,
A life without love,
A life without pain,
Sounds like a gift,
Feels like a curse.
So now I'll keep it all to myself,
They're mine and you cant have them,
But I'll take some of yours instead,
Just let it all right,
And I'll make you feel better.
So I'll keep it all in a one way vault,
Under lock and key,
I'll put all my emotions in there,
Until it grows and grows,
Eventually it'll explode and consume me,
Sounds like a curse,
Feels like a gift.
It's like I've started over again,
Wiped my emotional slate clean,
But sometimes,
You need that clutter to help figure some s**t out,
Please make it better.
Love me,
Hate me,
Let me drink it in,
I cant remember how it is to feel,
A small buzz is all I get when ever I should be overwhelmed,
Some would kill for it,
Feels like I've died for it.
You tell a funny joke,
And I'll laugh,
Say something sad,
I'll comfort and console,
But look in my eyes,
And there's nothing to see,
A cold existance without emotion,
It could be worse,
It cant be fixed.
Help me,
Hold me,
Love me,
Hate me,
Kiss me,
Kill me,
Make me feel.
I love him,
I hate her,
I want him,
These things I know,
But it's written information,
Something ingrained,
I say I love you,
I pretend to laugh.
Help me,
Help,
Please...
Don't like it? I don't ******** care, isn't that the whole point?
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Maybe because I know what its like to discard your emotions though...