Feeling

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Feeling

Feeling

There’s something inside of me

I can feel it

 

There’s something inside of me

I’m not sure what it is

 

I feel really sad and confused

I’m not sure where to begin

 

Is it ok that I’m feeling this way?

Wondering what’s the point

 

Is it normal that I’m feeling this way?

It all seems so untrue

 

This life that we’re living in

I mean, what’s it really

What are we here to do?

 

Some days all I see is suffering

And hurting in their eyes

 

Some days all I feel is pain

But I just keep on telling lies

 

I have my happy face on today

Hoping nobody sees

 

But really what’s happening is

Inside it’s killing me

 

This life is confusing

Nothing makes much sense

 

We live

We breathe

And then we’re gone

Really, what’s in it for me?

 

There’s something deep inside of me

It’s twisting in and out

I’m not sure what I’m feeling

But sometimes I feel like I need a way out

 

 

 

 

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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