Just Human
I am Human,
I make mistakes, trust the snakes,
I stumble and I jump candle sticks.
If there’s a challenge,
I’ll stand face to face.
When I fall, it never lacks depth.
It hurts even when standing tall,
Everyday anew and everyday askew.
I am not perfect, but I am human.
From a broken home, a cloak conceals the shattered hopes
Cussed at, spit at, hated or belittled
I know I am more…
I am more than dirt on your ragged, torn up, beated shoes.
I am human.
My Choices made everyday
Fade with life in everyway
Yet still they follow
To mold me less hollow…
Albeit true I am not perfect,
And part of me still runs jagged.
One thing I know is:
I am me,
I am not broken but despite it all
I am just Human
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