• Humans are interesting
    But now I find myself falling
    Falling into the depths of what I say
    Are confusion and sorrow and maybe despair.

    Rarely do I ever feel like this
    Yet when I do, I curse being human.

    Reality seems flawed
    My mind is in torment.
    My destiny weighs upon me,
    The one that keeps me locked out,
    And the present twists me.

    I wish to be rid of this
    To come to terms with my thoughts.
    In time I will, but I long for this to be false.
    My logic forces the truth to the forefront
    As I struggle against words,
    Words that have changed me
    And more likely my being.

    I've always been lucky in this life
    Yet as all other humans I fight.