To feel or not to feel,
That is the question,
Whether it be noble in the mind,
To feel nothing at all,
Lest I say this day,
Thinking like that will make you fall,
To your doom and despair,
Feel things you must,
Emotions are critical,
In this world full of lust,
Rather I be a man full of hurt,
And to feel all these things,
Than to just be inert,
And to feel nothing,
So listen oh world,
Pay attention to me,
I'm going to feel this,
I'm going to be free,
If you feel nothing at all,
Then you just breathe 'till you die,
Then one day you ask yourself,
I did this but why?
Was it the pain of the past,
That caused me to kill,
All the wonderful things in life,
That caused me to feel?
Then learn from those things,
And just be yourself,
Than setting all your emotions,
Back onto the shelf.
You have no idea.
literally.
how amazing this is.
i don't care if you love it yourself.
you have no idea, darling.
it's probably one of my favorites by you
-goestoreaditagain-
i love it, babe. : D
tonstonstonstons.
and, the fact that it's not completely saddening, is great as well.
Minus the rest of the amazing poem, this was my favorite part:
"So listen oh world,
Pay attention to me,
I'm going to feel this,
I'm going to be free,
If you feel nothing at all,
Then you just breathe 'till you die,
Then one day you ask yourself,
I did this but why?"