People are Humans
People are humans, They are children, They are adults, They are male, they are female, some may be in between, some may not identify as either, some may act as animals, some may like opposite genders, or the same gender, some may never want to grow up, some may want to grow up quickly, some act like children when there adults, some act like adults when there children, some may be an older sister, or a younger sister, maybe a older brother, or a younger brother, some may have no parents, some have two parents, some only have one parent, some do dance, some do horseback riding, Some do baseball, some do football, some do basketball, some do gymnastics, some may not do any sport, some may be really smart, some may be a little smart, some thrive at school, some struggle in school, some have a bad past and a bad future, some have a good past and a good future, some have a bad past, but a good future, or some may have a good past, but a bad future, and that’s okay, or at least that’s what we say to ourselves, say to society to frame ourselves as the good person and not the evil one, even though there isn’t a good or evil, there never has and never will be, so why do we claim to be such good people and act like such good people when we are the ones who judge everyone else on what they do, what they’ve done, what they identify as, who they like, what their family looks like, why does it matter, They are people, people are humans, not made to be teased, bullied or judged, for what they choose to do in their life, there life isn’t our life, we don’t get to choose what they do, we don’t have any ownership over it, it isn’t our responsibility, They are people, They are Humans. They are the ones to change the world, forever.
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