Because I Am Human
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the dead leaves know so little
the swine and their eager snouts
scour the pile, although too brittle
swarming minds with no doubts
I.
I am.
Funny.
We always look to see what we are
We attribute
Looks
Likes
Loves
And Hates
But is that what makes me I?
In truth, we are nothing
Nothing but mass
I am fossilized tree resin
I will protect your most delicate parts
and preserve them
by holding you close to me
and hugging away your pain
I am a confidante
my messy hair covers my face i completely think i am a disgrace i have so many interest but no talent to apply. i think all my friend lie. When it somes to new people i keep to myself.
I write because I am Human/ Because I must bear witness to and for the world./ All of the pain, love, beauty, anger and hope/ My body cannot contain it;/ I must let it go./ Even if I don't, the words will leak out of me/ Touching whatever I touch.
