Note: This poem has no structure. It's just a random compliment of
thoughts. I felt it might relate to what others feel.

I'm so numb.
Love and life were never meant to co-exist in harmony.
I feel like the silence has engulfed me in a black taffy haze.
People make you weak.
Have I gone soft?
I'm to tense.
Why am I so nervous in front of them?
Afraid to unmask my fears,
So very cold now.
Hiding behind a smile.
Only my eyes have the courage to scream.

Leaping, jumping, and running from my emotions.
Refusing to cry, and receive sympathy.
Empathy has taught me well.
Perhaps I really am:

Arrogant
Bold
Shy
Cold
Paranoid
Hostile
Naive
Aggressive
Lonely
Timid
Scared
Envious
Over dramatic
Impudent
Lost
Confused
A loner
A spaz
A schizoid
A great friend

Spare me the histrionics,
I am who I choose to be.
Questioning who I am.
Must we justify who we are?
Severing the chains of fate.
So sleepy now.
Cursed with a final breath
Engulfed in darkness,
Drowning under ice.
Soon, I awaken,
Smiling once again.