Empty smiles
#9 of Poetry
Sometimes I wish I was a simple man, for then I could enjoy simple things and live a simple life,
But this is not for me, for I can't feel these feelings, only imagine and apply.sigh
Surrounded by people,
smiling, laughing,
over things that,
don't even matter.
I hate them,
I envy them,
they feel fulfilled,
with nothing at all.
Why can't I feel,
like I am needed?
My life has no meaning,
no place on this world.
Still I am trying,
smiling along,
trying to feel,
with nothing at all.
Surrounded by people,
smiling, laughing.
Living without feeling,
Because I don't matter.