Why does one feel?
Sometimes, a person doesn’t.
A robotic life filled with no amusement,
no anger, and no love.
or should I say was,
hurt is impossible.
without feeling there is no happiness.
For a heart that was once closed
can soon again become opened.
I will not hide behind the mask that once shielded
my anger, my anguish, my happiness.
For at this moment,
I am feeling things
that once seemed impossible.
Feelings that I wish will never leave me.