Only Human
I feel blessed for the man I’ll become,
Yet cursed for the boy I am,
Ailing from my Ire of confusion,
Craving an answer to feed my curiosity.
Distraction is my sanity,
Eternal time unravels it,
Yet the only way through this pain,
Is through time,
Holding on to false hope,
Letting go of who I was,
Am I fundamentally different now,
Or did I just repaint the house?
Who am I,
I am everything,
I am remorse and pleasure,
I am melancholy and ecstatic,
I am good and evil,
I am who I am...
I am Human.
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