What to write, I’m feeling poetic tonight.
Maybe, because it’s 3am and I’m not at all sleepy.
What’s keeping me awake?
I want to write something meaningful, but I don’t know how. Where is my inspiration? Do I have any?
I should know this, but I don’t. It’s kind of sad not knowing what’s inside.
It’s almost an empty feeling. But I know I’m not empty! There’s so much going on inside and that’s the problem.
Hmm what is going on inside... I don’t usually open up, even for myself, so this is going to be tricky.
Is it normal to just discard real feelings? Like they were never there? It’s never happened like that before.
Is it possible that I’m just growing up in a way? Maybe.
But I just want to know what I’m feeling! I understand hiding ones feelings from others, but how am I doing this to myself? I, of all people, should know how I feel.
Maybe I’m just confused; maybe I’ll feel something tomorrow.
