i'm human,
i know.
i have blood running through my veins,
oxygen circling inside my lungs,
thoughts emerging from my working brain.
i'm human,
functioning and alive.
i have emotions that run wild,
passion kickstarting my actions,
love motivating my morals.
i'm human,
amusing and fragile.
in an adrenaline rush i'll survive the highest of falls,
untouched as i stand perfectly,
but mind traumatized to be scared of heights.
i'm human,
broken but nothing to fix.
for the joints in my limbs twist and flick just fine,
but the thoughts in my head are those of demons,
and there's no use to fixing a functioning human,
who's good at hiding their shattered heart.
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Feelings On Paper
Poetrypoems and feelings of a new chapter in the story we call life; welcome to a journey of emotions going into adulthood
