I cannot feel emotion when things go wrong.

When I cry, I do not wail or moan in sadness. I just stand there and frown as I usually do, making my grief as if it was nothing but a particle of dust swirling around in the air. Sometimes I don't even know why I cry. And other times the only thing that lets me know I am crying is the feeling of the warm salt water flowing down my cheeks. Everything is sadness, even when I don't cry.

I cannot feel pain when someone is hurting me.

Sometimes I wonder why we are meant to live in the first place, if the only reason we are here is to be laughed at and hated. Every day is an ongoing torture - never ending like the waves on a beach, seeming like they just keep coming and coming with no end. And after a while people retaliate and attack us, still never ending like the waves of the ocean. We may win against these people fight after fight, but in the end we are all going to lose. Everything is pain, even when I lie down in my soft bed and fall asleep peacefully.

I cannot see light even in the brightest of days.

Darkness clouds my vision like black ink spreading across a white sheet of paper. Sometimes the ink never stops running. I am surprised to know that I can still see at all with all of this blackness blocking out the light. Even our Kingdom Hearts is no match for this never ending darkness. It appears as a dim star in a galaxy of black, only giving enough light to satisfy the smallest beings. Everything is darkness here, even when I go into the real world and see all of the twinkling stars above me.

I cannot feel warmth when the sun hits my face.

My life is an eternal season of winter, never growing hot and sunny like summer. I can see my breath flow out of me like fog every so often because of the cold and every day I long for some kind of warmth. But I know that it will never happen. My hopes and dreams will never come true. Even the most positive of us know that no matter what they say or do, they will never obtain the feelings that normal people have. Everything is cold, even when the heat of fire burns against my skin.

I cannot express happiness when a ray of hope reaches me.

All of us are engulfed in despair, never having the feeling of joy or relief as we are led to salvation. Depression is our downfall. We are sucked into it as an asteroid is sucked into a black hole against its will. Like the asteroid, we don't know where we will be heading, but we are a hundred percent sure that in the end we will dissolve. Sure, we may be able to imitate feelings, but we will never know what it's like to feel those feelings that we impersonate. Even the ones of us that are filled with the most hope are certain that every one of us will disappear into thin air as if we had never existed. Everything is translucent, even when we are sure the outcome will be different.

These are the reasons we are Nobodies.

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