tell me what you feel;

This is something that was written by someone else, and that I came across on Letters I'll Never Send.. which is one of my new favorite websites.
I find it incredibly profound and beautifully well written. :)

"I feel like a Benedetti’s poem, i feel like an indie rock song, like an underground movie. So good, but so invisible. Has so much to offer, but nobody cares to see. People have seen it, people will see it but, right now it is invisible and nobody knows what you talk about when you mention them.

I feel indeed like a plastic bag, even when some people say it is impossible, i am so useful, and i am indeed a great innovation, or at least i once was, there is nothing that can replace it, not really and it still is extremely useful but people take it for granted and dispose it, even when they can make a use of it later.

I feel like a teddy bear that’s being ripped appart by a dog. You can notice it is dying, but the face looks so calm, so happy, you know it’s numb. No, i do not think i am dying, i feel numb.

I feel unimportant and relative, maybe i’m here, maybe i’m not, maybe i died yesterday and nobody told me. I don’t feel anything.

And yet, i feel like i miss you, i feel like i care for you and i feel sadness and pain when i’m around you but can’t really be with you.

What do you feel?

Do you feel the same? Do you feel worse? Do you feel numb too? Do you feel happier than ever? Do you feel my pain? Do you feel awake? Do you feel numb? Do you feel?

What do you feel?"