Numb.

numb.

 

I wake up and know I should get up

but I can't

 

I hear a joke and know I should laugh

but I can't

 

I get so sad and I know I should cry

but I can't 

 

I pinch and I pinch just to feel something plain

but I can't

 

I have bruises and cuts that show me I'm real

I try to believe that....

 

but I can't

This poem is about: 
Me

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