Have you ever felt your feelings are fake, you love nothing, life is nothing, living is nothing, you might live but dying does not scare you one bit, you face danger with out fear nor pride and always act the way you think people who feel would 'cos the only real wish you have is to feel something... something else, even tough you don't even understand the feeling of.. feeling?

Have you ever felt like love is a story, like the difference between women and men is mining less to someone like you who don't feel anything for either?

Have you ever tried hard only to know if it was worth the damn, to find out that it might or not and you can't tell unless you try, trip, and fall, stand and try again, again and again till you reach the summit. Only there can you even tell if it was worth the damn and it actually doesn't most of the time, 'cos the world wasn't made to be fair and is not like anybody told you if you give your best you would succeed, but all this doesn't even make you feel sad, 'cos then again the trip teach you a lesson, maybe not worth all that, but at the same time extra valuable because of the pain you went trough to learn it.

Have you ever felt that you only want to look for someone who thinks like you, that would say, life doesn't really matter but it doesn't mind you need to stop living, some one that really does think like that and, unlike you, would actually live with that in mind, been him/her self?

If you did, if you still do, you are not like me, i don't feel, you are probably normal.

Describe how you see your own mind, what make you "you"? I always feel like a mirror reflecting a mirror so the sentence i write are what i feel i'm. What do you really feel you are?