we are

just like

children

so very small and frail
yet desperate to prove

to the world that we are not,

in fact,

afraid of the dark
(whether it be under our beds
or inside our minds).

we all

think we

are so strong
until

the mountains are placed
on our

spines

crack and break.
(i'm sorry for being so
in love with the human condition

i'm sorry that i love all
the things you hate).