Another post. I hate thinking. /:

I can not say exactly what I feel.
Because my feelings are in a jumble.
And I don't know how to speak pig latin.

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I feel naked.
As though I've lost the one I hid behind,
and here I am, out in the wind for all to see.

I feel happy.
As though I've found what was missing,
and here I am, knowing what the future holds.

I feel annoyed.
As though I've lost my temper,
and here I am, ready to explode in outrage.

I feel hopeful.
As though I've realized what I can be,
and here I am, ready to jump in and take hold of it.

I feel loved.
As though I've found my place in careful arms,
and here I am, letting myself become enchanted.

I feel trapped.
As though I've come to find I can't leave,
and here I am, screaming for a savior.

I feel enlightened.
As though I've turned on the light,
and here I am, ready to dig in and hold on tight.

I feel confident.
As though I've walked through on a breeze,
and here I am, facing all the troubles.

I feel insane.
As though I've lost my mind,
and here I am, preparing for a break down.

I feel surprised.
As though I've been put in the spot light,
and here I am, not ready to soak it all in.


I feel.
I just feel.