
I feel hopeless,
Scratch that,
I don’t feel anything,
Why should I?
I’m not allowed to show emotion,
I’m not allowed to show feelings,
Being a slave is all I am,
It’s what I’m good for,
A mindless slave,
An emotionless robot,
That’s how I feel,
Deep inside.
They treat me like that,
And it appears to be true,
They’re a bunch of lazy beings,
But I cannot say that,
Positive thoughts only,
Those are allowed,
I cannot express myself,
I cannot say how I truly feel,
The only thing that keeps me here,
Is the reward that comes.
It’s a thoughtful reward,
I never received before,
That’s the only reason...
Why I am so torn...
Torn in between...
Heaven and hell...
About the Creator
Rika Lekay
Hi! I'm currently 20 years old and I love to write short stories, poems, novels, and writing prompts.



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