empty?

glass half full?
i see its emptiness.
it's how i feel deep inside.
empty
in here
indifference kills me.
i only feel my inner pain
anything else rolls off me like
water droplets on a window
"whatever"
"i don't care"
"leave me alone"
"FUCK OFF!"
rage bubbles up
maybe i do feel more that i thought.

january 30, 2001
by eileen