I'm just a human existing in this world.
They stare at me as if I am not meant to be here Maybe I'm not born of this world All my life I am asked "What are you" I respond "Human"
By A B.5 years ago in Poets
I am myself no one else can tell me who to be They want me to be the perfect simulacra , but that is not for me All things must come before they can leave