Alone

Alone
Unaware
Unfeeling
Numb

Feeling nothing
Wanting something
To break through this shell
To get to me

Helping others
When I can’t help myself
Why do I do this?
Not caring about me

To wish to feel
To hate being numb
Pain is better than nothing
But still not the best

Brightening with a smile
So you never know what to think
Is she happy or sad?
No one will ever know

Making you happy
When she can’t even feel
That is just me
Always has been always will

Cold hands, warm hearts,
How I wish this was true
But I only have the cold blood
Through and through

Observing
Calculating
Wondering
Is this true?

Do they really care?
How can I be sure?
Do they really love me?
Or is it just a hoax?

Cold-blooded through and through