tabitha driskell

(September,24,1993 / Albany, Georgia)

To be human...


To be human...
What does that mean?
War, malice, murder...
Where is the happiness?

Do you see animals do what we do?
Yes, they fight and kill, but only when needed.
None for pleasure or revenge.

How do you act human...?
Is is a style, the way a human is?
Or is it more...

You have to hide yourself from the world,
Day in and Day out, from who you are,
Show them who you really are,
If they don't like it say, deal with
Me and the way I live.

To be human...
Let's be ourselves instead
See what they have to say
Even if you are different...

Submitted: Saturday, June 01, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 04, 2013

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This story is what a being human means too me. I know it may sound a little harsh but it is just my opinion. I for one love opinions and I would love to hear what ya'll have to say about the poem. :)

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