I want to read but I don't want to know anything.
I want to watch a movie but I don't want to see anything.
I want to write but I don't know what to write.
I want to talk to someone but I want to be alone.
I want to do something but I want to stay in bed.
I want to scream but instead I smile.
I want the silence but instead I cry...
What are these contradictory feelings?
I have no reason to be this way and yet I am.
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