I have a lot of thoughts, yet not as many feelings
It’s so much happening and I can’t comprehend the meanings, of anything
am I happy? am I sad?
what’s my purpose in life?
how come every time I think of my past I cry
tears of joy, not always
I outta be happy I’m strong enough to get through the long days
and do it again and again
while I silently pretend I’m not going through any of it
