I belong in a genre
A genre called “humankind”
I hate it
It makes me want to tear my skin apart
and rip out my flesh and bones
And let my blood flow down like a waterfall
The “humankind” is like poison
We infect ourselves and everyone around us in our day to day lives
I don't want to be apart of this “humankind”
And I do not wish for you to see me as one of them
For I would rather be a walking corpse instead