"inabilitys" poems
I am an alien.
This is not my home.
You all blame it on
"being human",
all those imperfections.
I wish I was human.
Capable of consoling my short-comings
with lies about my inabilitys.
I am capable.
Perfection is possible.
So why lie?
You wouldn't sell a diamond
at half price.
I wish I was human.
Able to neglect my emotions
for fear of their disappointment.
But no...
I cannot forget my duty
I just want to go home again.
- Gloraeanna
Feb 20, 2016
Feb 20, 2016 at 12:01 AM UTC