To Stand or Fall?

We live in a world with out emotion. Shut down by the persecution of fears. We live but feel we do not. We are dead with out being anounced. We are cold, yet in touch feel so warm. There are those of us whom would not fight it, Shut down before we are born, and those of us whom dare to be alive, We have been reborn. History whispers, The sounds of what we could have been..... Should have been..... Would have been..... But are not. It is those of us whom dare to feel, Whom dare to be alive; That suffer most, For emotion dares to kill all of us, The question is to stand or fall. ( I dont know if this will make sence to anyone but me but I hope that there is some that will take this to heart.)