my own work

June 9, 2015

I stood there staring at humanity

.Humans not smiling roaming to a destination.

So focused on the small things in life.

They looks so sad, and exhausted.

So dull and drained.

Humanity is a concept that's perplexing.

We're never satisfied seeking more answers.

No one seem to notice the one human being in a trance watching humanity.

So fascinating how humans can be.

Always on the move going nowhere to discovery.

Getting lost somewhere and fall back on memories.

Seeking to bond and share whatever they learn with a replica.

An echo that tickles the mind, seeking interest; and discover it in many among other species.

So curious of the world around them, such a vast haven of mysteries.

With shadows trailing behind, watch these beings roam continuously.

See how they search beyond believing, and acknowledge whats deceiving.

Scaling the skies for answers, diving below for enhancers.

Logic when dreaming is increasing, destiny that is nightmarishly streaming.

Such a magnificent adventure, a feeling thats enchanting.

Before you witness this amazing thing you realize, all seen by me.

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