Feelings.
No matter what you do, they are still there. Still inside your head, heart, and soul to make you feel like your nothing and everything all at once.
Why?
They keep us in check. or, do they?
I for one don't think so.
Feelings.
Those negative and positive things that reflect everything you do. Those things that make you so happy one minute, but so upset the next.
Why?
Do they pull, push, and tug at the strings of our heart, causing our heads to be filled with wondrous, depressing, even murderous thoughts?
Do they let us love and care for something we might not have even seen if not for those feelings.
Feelings.
Anger. Sadnes