I want to be human
I want to feel human
I want to escape this illusion
I have to
Because I'm in
A prison without
Any social
Skills
Or connection
With others
I must escape
It's killing me slowly
I must escape
This it's
Driving me
To insanity
I have yet to have
A real conversation
With my love
Ones
I have yet to not
Have a full
Impersonal conversation
Over text
I have yet
To have a meaniful
Conversation with
Someone on
The phone
I'm sorry friend
I just can't text you
I have to
Hear your voice
Or look you
In the eyes
Shit,I want to feel you next to me
Because I want to feel real
I feel robotic
In schools
We aren't allowed
To touch other
Or show affection
And the only affection we
Can ever know
Is through
These screens
That have put us in a trance
Thinking that this
Is reality
I want to be real
I have to escape this
I need to feel like a person
A human
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Catharsis
Poetryca·thar·sis /kəˈTHärsəs/ "the process of releasing, and thereby providing relief from, strong or repressed emotions."
