Written on 9/11/06
How does it feel to be loved?
Never pitied and never shoved?
How does it feel to be blamed?
For something that gives you a bad name?
I feel no love.
I feel no hate.
I have no feelings.
I’ll die at this rate.
I’m nothing trying to be everything.
Someone help me. Someone love me.
I’m waiting for you, God. Show me you’re real.
I want to believe, but so far nothing’s proven it to me.
Please help me feel.