Human


Human, Human

This Am I

I have no wings

Yet still I fly

I fly in darkness, for I am light

I am bruised from battles, yet still I fight

I fight the discouragement in my head

I fight the demons that sleep under my bed

I fight the idea that " i'm not really alive"

I fight because I must survive

I found beauty still in this

Even in a dark abyss

Light still shines without a doubt

And that is what life is all about

A light that is rooted in all mankind

This, in humans, you will find.

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