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Human
I hate being human
With a heart that thumps in my chest
Beating with fear, and love; in agony
I could be a vampire
With a heart so still my blood is silent
Quiet at last, placid; dropping no more
I hate being human
Trapped in routine and employment
Lost in societies maze; lone, confused
I could be a fairy
Fluttering high with sweet freedom
In swarms, aglow with love; laughing, live
I hate being a human
Our weak bones snapped just like twigs
Mobility, the senses; easily stolen away
I could be a dragon
Flesh like stone covering every muscle
Impenetrable, flame resistant and strong
I hate being a human
Emotions rushing through me like rivers
Anger, pain, sorrow and joy; repeating
I could be a siren
Luring men to deaths with songs so pure
Control of emotions, and control of fate
But, I am human
Top of my head to the tips of my toes
Burning with desire, feeling with depth
I will always be human
Soft body filled with strong emotions
Heart thumping, lost and confused
After all those options, it
After all those options, it felt as if there was a resigned acceptance even if the possibilities were whittled down to nothing. This is a brave expression, pragmatic, even. Thank you for sharing.
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