yotk

i lay there bloodied,in the court yard aftor school.i cant cry,i cant laugh,i cant even smile.just somthing small even when im sad or hurt,would mean so much.....but im stuck.i cant get rid of my alexthymia.....im trapped in an emotionless world formed around myself....i sit up,i feel the pain surge through my body.i dont cry.......i dont smile or laugh.....i just have a straight cold face.....that i hope someone can see through shit..........broken leg........i say quietly but emotionlessly