nothing to say.

I have SO much to talk about... but nothing to say. (so i am just going to make up a poem )
I wake up to a world of gray waiting for me to start my day.
I look at all the people and wonder where im going.. am i on my way?
i sit down and find that i do not no what i am.
 am i happy?
what is happiness? is it over there? i find it on the ground.
not even bothering to make a sound it gets up and walks away.
well with happeniss gone what am I?
Am I sadniss?
I walk over to a girl crying. her tears rolling down her face in perfect cristals so full of emotion  that i do not comprehend.
I am not sad, or glad.
what am i?
am i lonely?
the willow trees out side sway in the breeze.
they are not lonely. they are proud of what they are.
so proud that they tell everyone that they dont need them. they have all they need right here.
Maybe i am proud.
I walk around not very loud even though I feel so much I can not share them.
because i do not no what i am.