incapable of

i'm incapable of being nice
i'm incapable of tolerating
of hiding feelings
of being profound

do i even try?

i live shallow because deep tortures.
i live altruistically, i thought i made myself happy. i do not.

its nice to have no one to keep.
then, i dont even have to try to be able.

i let go. thou reluctantly, but i let go

im exhausted. im tired of belongings and the responsibilities to keep it.
or the feeling of trying to be responsible.

take me. or leave me.

thank God for letting me had the sense of humanity and human-being's sanity for once.