Humans are truly pitiful things We are born weak We are born with nothing Yet we desire everything Especially those things that we can not have But we do not have a care for one another The happiness of those that surround us is never given a second thought Yet there are some who break the mold Who utterly shatter any precepts of what a human being is And should be And ever could become There are those of us that say **** the rules There are those of that have forever heard the phrase "life isn't fair" and are sick and ******* tired of it, those of us who are working to make that statement a relic of history Those of use who place others happiness on the forefront of our mind before even our own Those of us who forget ourselves in order to keep another from losing them self. There are those of us that say ***** the rules and live by our own motto Those of us who kick hatreds *** in an attempt to give every single person in the world the one thing that everyone deserves The one thing that everyone is entitled to: Happiness.
Literally jumped out of the shower this morning, still full of soap just to write down this thought. Looking at it now, I'd say it was well worth it. This poem is kind of about me and the way I live a large part of my life.