Rubs face with hands and pushes hair back)
(Mumbles) here goes nothing
(Clears throat) you ask me day after day why I'm here, why I never speak, why I look so detached. And when I tell you you won't like the answer you still ask me the same questions. When I fed you bullshit you still asked me them. So here's the truth.
(Drops expression and has a face of emptiness) I feel nothing. Everyday I go through all I feel is nothing. I'm bored. Constantly, always bored. I do what I want yet I don't feel anything. I buy what I want yet I don't want it. I-I hurt myself yet I feel nothing. And I walk around every god damn day and wonder why nobody else isn't screaming out at this never ending pit of emptiness and boredom. (Starts to tear up.) Is it just me? Am I alone? Why do i always feel like this! When I see someone hurt it doesn't effect me. When I hurt someone I still feel nothing! I say what I want and I destroy people and yet emptiness still fills me. I don't even fear anything! There isn't a cure to what I am. I know I'm incurable and I don't even feel disappointment or sadness at the thought. I just feel nothing.
By Faith Johnson
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