It takes an effort
To keep my mouth
Shut.
My teachers notice
The eye rolls,
The attitude.
They do speak up about
It.
Not like I'll improve
Myself because of them.
I don't care enough about them
Or myself.
Anyone in any of my classes
Could drop dead
And I wouldn't feel anything.
Not a damn thing.
I don't tell people about
My urges anymore.
Even my therapist didn't
Want me to talk about them.
I have this sick mentality
Of "anyone around me could
Die and I would be okay with that"
My mother could die and I couldn't
Care less.
All my friends could die and I would
Just be numb.
I don't have emotions anymore.
They are all fake.
Sometimes, you can catch me slipping
Out of the "happy" mentality
When my face just shuts
Down and no emotions show
In my eyes.
I don't care about anything anymore.
Someone could stab me and
I wouldn't care.
I could kill someone and
Still be numb.
It's not healthy,
But it's not like you can
Learn how to have emotions.
At least,
I can't.
M.r
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