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To Be Human

To be a mess, but a glorious mess.

By Winnie RugambaPublished 7 years ago 2 min read
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Some days I believe in God...

other days I forget how to pray

some days I wake up dancing to some loud afro beats

other days I wake up to some blues to cure my blues

some days I want to be around people

other days I dread their existence

some days I want darkness, pitch black, lights off

other days I want color, bright lipstick, yellow dress and lights on

some days I want love, a kiss, a hug, cuddle, flirt, endless texts back and forth

other days I hate love... never getting married, never living that life

some days I want to dance: hop from club to club, dance till I can freely miss the gym for the next three days

other days I can't do fun, feels exhausting, too many people, too many drunk ones, terrible music anyway...

some days I feel beautiful, skin glowing, hair winning, just flourishing

other days mirrors are covered, skin is hidden, hair is neglected, just not happening

some days I feel poetic, artistic, inspired...

other days I loose the fire...

some days everything is funny

other days everything is annoying

some days Chance comes through as the Rapper

other days he just comes through as Bennet

some days I can be optimistic

other days I can be pessimistic...more like realistic

some days feel way too long

others days feel way too short

some days I feel loved

other days I feel neglected

some days I feel brave

other days I hide in my cave

some days I feel

other days I numb...everything

Some days I am human

other days I forget that I am

but this is it, this is to be human...

to be human is to be whole

to be human is to be broken

to be human is to be a mess

to be human is to be glorious

to be human is to feel

to be human is to cry

to be human is to laugh

to be human is to wonder

to be human is to hurt

to be human is to heal

to be human is to forgive

to be human is to love

to be human is to hate

to be human is to fight

to be human is to loose

to be human is to win

to be human is to survive

to be human is to pray

to be human is to praise

to be human is to hope

to be human is to strive

to be human is to live

to be human is to be...

So, if anyone tells you that your problem is that you love too much, give too much, trust too much, share too much...look them in the eye and ask them how else you are supposed to be human.

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Winnie Rugamba

Searching for Home...meanwhile I write.

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