Floating

Floating

Numb.
Not really feeling anything.
Not knowing what you really 
like or feel.
You just sit back and go with 
the crowd.
You connect with people with 
lies.
Falsehood of who you really 
are inside, because you really 
don't know.
So you make up this character.
You put on a play for those 
around you.
They title the play as your life.
When in reality, it is nothing 
like you.
The character you play is 
strong and sure.
But in reality.... Your just 
there.
Floating aimlessly.
Hoping to one day truly feel an 
emotion.
Because you used to be able to 
turn them on and off.
But now, they stay off and only 
appear when there is anger, 
guilt, or sadness to be felt.
So you try to hope.
Honestly you do. 
For the life that never was. 
And maybe, if it's In the cards 
for you.
Someday you'll feel happy 
inside. 
But the most you can do is 
wait.
Just wait....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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