Freewriting...
The moods of people sorround me...
I see love, happiness, sadness, and regret.
I look around... I feel everything they feel yet nothing at all.
I wanna be happy, but it's so easy to be sad.
I grasp for love and I recieve it all the same... yet I regret not trying sooner.
I'm not sad, I'm not happy.
I can't choose my feelings but let them run rampant.
Who am I? I wonder.
A lover, a dreamer.
A pessimist, a bum.
Happiness and sadness engulf me and I'm to small to understand.
Yet this is my life.
And I must long for those good times.
And live through the bad.
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*yawn*
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