Being Human
Some people just don't understand
ME
For who I am...
For who I want to be...
To them I'm just an
INCONSIDERATE
HUMAN BEING
And I just don't understand why...
But oh! maybe I do...
Maybe I do...
I FROWN A LOT
they said...
I WHINE A LOT
they said...
I CRY A LOT
they said...
but they just don't
understand,
that's who I am.
That's part of being
human...
But truly that's
what they
don't understand
*Image by these authors:
Photograph by Alexander Khokhlov
Body Painting by Valeriya Kutsan
Retouching by Veronica Ershova
This poem is about:
Me
My family