No Feelings

If I have no feelings

Then how can I live a life worth living?

Who am I?

When I feel like this.

Because he is a person too

Who lives, eats and sleeps inside me.

Maybe he’s the one who wakes me up in the morning and who struggles to sleep.

Maybe he’s also the one who stays up all night because he can’t stop the thoughts.

Maybe he’s the one who wakes up in the middle of the night.

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