Meaningless Words

I wrote this yesterday when I was feeling pretty down

I don’t know if this is a fall-back
It could be
It might be
Whatever it is, it can’t be good
I feel sad
It could be voluntarily
However this time, I don’t think so
Sadness makes me think
I don’t know about what
I just think
About everything
Type in meaningless words
On the computer screen that makes my head hurt
If I write, the sadness will fade
My head will only get stuffier
But at least, I won’t be sad
Sometimes I’m sad on purpose
I don’t know why
It would be good to know why
It would also be good to talk
But I can’t talk
I don’t have anyone to talk to
And I don’t know what I would say
I don’t have anything to say
Yet I say I want to talk
It doesn’t make sense
I, don’t make sense
I don’t know if I like that or not
Maybe I do
Maybe that’s why I think the way I think
Maybe I don’t want to talk
Maybe I want to be full of questions
that don’t have answers
This could be me
And it probably is