I don't feel poetic or sad. I feel absolutely nothing. I feel the weight of the world in my mind, drowning all my real emotions in stress and anxiety. I feel the weight of other's eyes casting down on me, judging every decision and writing it all down. I feel society inscribing my fate with trends, alcohol, and drugs. I feel colleges looking down their noses at my lack of perfection, my lack of dedication to things that don't truly matter in the long run.

I feel my own family slowly turning their backs on me, shunning me and rejecting every word.

I don't feel poetic or sad. I feel what others tell me to.