You're all human
Stop pretending
How many ounces of blood do you hold captive?
How many of you turn away at the sight of it?

I am not ashamed
Of any part of me
I am who I am
Human
I have been broken, yes
But I have been whole, too
And because of that, I am stronger

I am not afraid to talk about
What I feel inside
Be it love
Be it pain
It is all so beautiful
Human existence is *so much more