Listen you all,
Big or small,
To the words of a fellow human,
To whom my thoughts are only blooming,
With my eyes I see,
People smile with glee,
With my eyes I observe,
People who constantly live on nerve,
With my ears I listen to,
Some speak of affection that grew,
With my ears I hear,
Words that make me shead a tear,
With my nose I find the scent,
Of every love letter I've sent,
With my nose I smell,
The odors of hell,
With my tongue I speak,
Of all the good times that happened this week,
With my tongue I talk,
Of things that I mock,
With my hands I touch,
Everything that I like so much,
With my hands I feel,
All the pain I can't heal,
On being human,
It's living,
As a breathing,
Contradiction.
We are all living, breathing, contradictions.
