meeeh

I hate this feeling.

Like I'm here. But I'm not.

I talk. But I don't speak.

I listen. But I don't hear.

I cry. But I don't feel.

Like I'm seen. But I'm invisible.

Like everything is okay. But the ground underneath my feet is crumbling.

Like I care. But I don't.

Maybe this feeling is inevitable. But maybe not.

Who knows?

WE ARE ALL CONFUSED.