Numb

Huuuu ha
Vocalizing
Everything I ever wanted
To say,
But was too afraid to say
Because the world would hate me.

But why do I care?
Can their thoughts rip me apart?
My limbs pulled from
Their sockets
By the ferocity
Of their thoughts.

What has become of me?
What has become of my
Looking at other people's lives
And wanting it?
Why
Does it make them happy
And leaves me numb?

I'm now numb.
My brain a vacuum.
The image of empty space
Between my ears
Comes to mind.
Where is my passion?