I feel nothing in this world,
not one thing, not at all.
I under go no emotions,
even as you see tears fall.
Can't you hear my cries for help
or the pounding of my feet?
Can you describe the way it felt?
The feeling of my heart beat.
Could you fill this world with people
who won't talk about you from afar?
People who won't ignore you
for whom you really are.
Build me a world I can escape to,
a world where we can be free.
a world that's worth the emotion,
a world where I can be me.
Background story - Written in the middle of the 8th grade. Submitted into a contest and published.
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