The hole in my chest is missing,
The pain of the loss was never there.
I feel like a freak
As I feel nothing at all
And and told I'm too cold.

The pain in my chest is missing,
The sorrow I suppose I should feel.
It's never there,
As my loved ones pass on
And I don't shed a single tear.

The weight in my chest is missing,
The weight of someone close that I lost.
I don't know why,
But I don't even care
That I'll never see you ever again.

What I feel is relief and joy,
When I'm supposed to miss you.
But I can't,
I'm not able to at all,
And everyone around me hates me.

The hole in my chest is missing.
I'm really sorry I don't feel the loss.
But certainly,
I did care for you, because
Right now I feel like a loser.

I feel like the monster I forgot I was,
Like a living doll, made out of clay.
I am sorry,
So don't hate me for the lack of sorrow,
And forgive me for the tears I don't have.

(Februari 2014)