i sit in a room full of people.
i know they're here,
but i feel so alone.
i take a second from scribbling down notes to try and warm my arms,
but the goosebumps wont go away.
i'm so cold.
i have a jacket in my backpack,
but i refuse to put it on.
i know that feeling cold isn't a good feeling,
but at least this way i feel something.
YOU ARE READING
i feel
Poetrythis is kinda gonna be like where i drop some feels and idk whatever i feel like writing
