This is not your average, every day poem. It doesnt have to rhyme, it doesnt have to have a rhythm. It is a poem about me, my life and the simple things I take for granted. It is a poem about my feelings: pain, love, sorrow, happiness. It is about my emotions. As i sit here in my dark room watching the Television, not able to see the buttons on my remote, but knowing what each and every one is because ive used it so many times before, i start to think, "What is my purpose in life?" "What am i here for?" I could not begin to tell you how many right questions and wrong answers ran through my mind. I think about the pain so many people have caused me. " You dont like me cuz im not skinny enough for you?" " Im to sweet and clingy?" WTF!!!! If everyone looked at the impurities of others, i believe there would be no existence in the near future. I think about the love i have for my friends, girlfriends, parents, hobbies. How i love the feel of chill bumps that run over me when i hear a good song. How i love the feeling i get when i touch the hand of my significant other. I think about the sorrow i feel when something i want to do cant be done on account my weakness and fear, but i also think about the happiness i feel when that weakness and fear is overcome by my strength in courage. I think about why i am afraid to succeed. Is that not a feeling known to me? Have i ever succeeded before? If i have to ask then maybe thats a big fat no. Or what if i just dont remember? Then how important is it to me to succeed at all? Why cant i overcome the fear to succeed? I dont know what to think of all these questions that come to mind. I go sleepless for days because of the emptyness i feel. Yet i dont show it, cuz i cant express my feelings around my peers, my parents, girlfriends. They dont know how to help me. Why? Becuz they themselves feel the same way. They spend sleepless nights i question of theyre lives just as much as i do mine. One can act like they know it all, like they experience no pain, but it is folly. Emotions are a part of physics. They revolve just like the world around one thing. You and me.