What are humans made of?
I know but still wonder what
Why do we feel? Why do we eat? And plenty more
I feel, and I don't want to
I think but, still wonder why to
I feel like what the animals from the Disney movies think of humans
They eat, talk nonsense, ****, for nonsense
Bury each other, for nonsense
I feel that feeling is nonsense
Can't help it but to admit and cave for nonsense
I walked a thousand miles in this thought
But nothing but, a white paper and explaintions written by a white pencil
I know but, just can't see it
Your thoughts and your points are not understandable to me, because they are nonsense.