I have so many things to say

I have so many things to say. I have the world to write. i have my feelings to yell. I have my day to tell. i have so many things to say yet no one who would listen. They will probably get bored. Because my soul is monotonous. I am dull. I am empty. I am lifeless. So I write my lack of everything on here. The world consumes me so much nothing is left but pieces. Pieces I can glue temporarly by writing to some imaginary guy I fell in love with.