“I Feel Nothing” isn’t about apathy—it’s about deliberate self-preservation.
When everyone else is on fire, screaming for meaning, chasing passion like it’s a prize, I choose silence. Not because I don’t care—but because I care enough to protect my peace.

In a world that equates chaos with depth and noise with meaning, I’ve found something better: detachment.
You run on adrenaline—I run on stillness.
You romanticize emotional breakdowns—I pour another cup of lukewarm coffee and let the world implode without me.

So no, I don’t want to join your war of feelings.
I’m not numb.
I’m just done pretending that constant passion equals life.
My peace is not passive—it’s my protest.

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