The Dumbest Post

I'm not really mad.
I'm not even that sad.
I scarcely feel human right now.
Everything matters, but not really.
I care about what's happening, but not really.
It's all the same, like it's always been. But not at all.

This doesn't make any sense.
I know that.
But when has life made sense?
I'm so tired.
I haven't even done anything lately.

The story of my life:
School, Ride, Bed.
I'm so tired.
More tired then I thought possible.

I normally don't look it.
I do today.
When I haven't slept for days:
I look fine.
When I don't do anything but sleep:
I look a wreck.

This is the dumbest post in the world.