Numb

Paralyzed by fear, unequipped to be alive
Approach me with a sword, because my shield is always drawn
Armor deeply layered, but I'm an open wound inside
How uncanny is the power of a smile painted on
Laughter: it surrounds me, but I'm numb to all the bliss
Isolated in a prison filled with caution-bred despair
If I speak up, would you listen? Or pretend I don't exist?
If I'm silent, then at least I'll never know if you don't care
My breaths are getting shorter, and the apathy is thick
Indifferently I glare, at humankind dressed in gray
Motionless I stand, as the world around me ticks
Fueled by each other, never venturing astray
What's the point of speaking, if there's no one who relates?
My mind is swamped with matchless thoughts, that I alone must bear
Manic jealousy, and preconceptions doused in hate
Am I more than just a charity, or someone standing there?
In my heart there lies a void, as deep as an abyss
Filling up with poison everyday that passes by
Poetry expresses pain, but can't cure loneliness
So I'll strip my feet, just to have the world wondering why