A/N:I don't know what I was feeling the other day. Again, it's the upcoming finals...the staying up late finishing up last-minute papers...damn, I just want SUMMER. And getting mixed messages from all my friends isn't really helping much. And PMS. Here's to being a female (sarcasm people)! But of course, I find I like writing about emotion, and smiles, and weird stuff like that...and of course, on the intricacies of being a Catholic Schoolgirl.

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Bubble of Consciousness

by Mandy Chan

Anger.

Confusion.

A slight bit of hurt

Courses through my veins.

I don't know what I feel.

I'm tired,

Bitchy.

Not exactly the same.

A little put out,

A little surprised.

A little miffed.

But it's just a feeling.

I'll brush it off,

Shake my head,

And continue on with life.

Forgive and forget.

That's what they always say to me.

That's what I'll do.

I don't hold any mean feelings.

I don't feel angst.

I don't feel happiness.

I don't feel anything.

It's the tiredness,

Seeping away any emotion I have.

Blinding me to all that goes on around me.

I'm in a bubble of consciousness,

Drifting and moving away from the crowd,

Losing myself in my thoughts and my dreams.

Is anything ever the way it seems?

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A/N: And there you have it, my interesting poem. I find I'm having a poetry phase right now...all I want to write is poetry. Too many stories going round and round in my head makes for little work onANY of them. Merr...