Inside

I don’t want to be 28,

I don’t want to be 29,

I don’t want to be anything,

I just want to be gone,

It’s bad enough people have their own issues and feelings,

I don’t want to burden beings with mine,

I’ll just be dead,

Walking dead,

Phase out my emotions,

Whenever they arrive,

So when they see me I’ll be alive,

But dead inside.

I don’t have rights to anger, depression, fear,anxiety;

Nor hurt,

One slip of emotion of otherly meaning,

Can lead to more than just meaning.

I don’t want to hurt,

I don’t want to panic,

I don’t want to be in distress,

I don’t want to cry,

I don’t want to be exasperated,

And I don’t want to die.