we're dead while living.
but not breathing
we were alive
before being born,
we grow without growing
we see without seeing
but not everything
but the tiniest portion
and we're magnifying glasses.
we are short, but aim high
we are tall, but reach no further
we are dying
but with every last breath
we are brillaint but illusioned
we are insane and caged
we are evil with human skin and bones
then the real monsters shed
then we hide and seek
the one who is last standing
is the one who gets the blame
we are amusing
to those who try and fulfill their duties
we are stupid in everyone's eyes
we are flawed big time
but we deny it,
we wish the things we don't believe in, to others
we hang on someone else's last hope
and let them fall
we through stones
behind the force field,
we coward behind the strong
we coward behind the weak
we are lower then the lowest
we think higher then no ever
we laugh at the lies we make
we cry at the thought of change
we are everything insane.
I'm human but I'm not of this species.
I see the difference
I listen for the one who has no sound
I think everything that no one thinks was there to think about
I know what they forgot and what they will hopefully learn
I feel things that we forget and hide and cut away
the very things that give us warmth that help us function,
that just create.
I'm human but not with their skin
My skin, has been bruised and cut and mistreated
I have fallen and stayed down
I have been the mat for others' step
I have been someone else's punching bag
I was used as a blow up doll for one to infect and laugh at.
I was used as an angering tool
I have been broken
I have rolled in my agony
I have tasted my own warmth, blood...
I have tried to stop breathing
I have layed down in the house for all agonizers
I have a lot to live for
and plenty then enough to die for.
I have not stopped learning
I have a heart that people use as a pillow
I have arms that i strengthen to help, carry, and warm others
I have a full body capable of every limit.
I push hard and fall.
I crawl faster.
I get scrapes, cuts, and bruises.
I start to lose my skin.
I still push.
I conquer things that I want and need
I do things that others use me for.
I am not a thing however,
I am human but not of this species.