What did I feel like today?
Nothing. Simple as that. Invisble, unreal, fake.
Why?
A silly question that is. Especially when you love to write, when you love to converse, but in a group, no one, no one, knows you're there.
When I play a role, no one notices. Like a piece of dust in the air. Nothing. Sad truth of dreaming about reality. My voice, my thoughts, will not be known, unless I spoke, no, unless I speak what I must say!
I will not be forgotten in the abyss of decay! I am here as much as anyone else. I, myself, will not be a blown out candle. No matter what, my flame will rekindle!
So what did I feel today?
I felt anger, sadness, hate, stubborn, I felt! Sweat, heat, pain, annoyance, what can I say? Me, myself felt alone, independent.
Today, I felt defiant!
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