We Are Human

We are. We cling

To poems, to writing,

To music, to art,

To quotes, to fighting.

All because we desperately.

Desperately.

Do not want to be alone.

Crying.

We lead. We want

To love, to hate

To help, to hurt,

In the lies we create.

We want to know we aren't going crazy

We want someone else to know how we are feeling.

We want someone else to explain the things we can not.

We want someone else to give us the line of sighting.

We are. We cling.

We lie in wait

For those who sing

The same song we hate.

We want. We lead.

We have this life.

That we have to feed

The lies and the strife.

The ones that create

Are usually the ones we hate.

The ones we hate

are usually those that create.

Though this might not make sense

But I'll understand because

I am one.

One of those cursed being.

HUMAN.