Humanity is a confused mass
It has been searching for answers
Answers to everything it can think of
And then looks for them
They have explored from the scraping bottoms of the seas
All the way to the extremities of the sky
But the one thing they can't truly answer
Is what are we?
They teach us that we are just skin
With bones
And tissue
And organs
But we are not that
We are more
We are the beings that rule the earth
We have the power to heal or destroy
Right at our fingertips
We are not made of cells
But of emotions
We are emotions, and experiences, and memories
We are yesterday
And today
And tommorow
We are the rulers
We can make a change
We are not thing with the capability of thinking
But beings of action
Made of everything around us
Time, friends, family, prized possessions
We are everything
We are
YOU ARE READING
Just Me and My Crazy Thoughts
PoesiaHello, this is my first time with working with watt pad. Or even publishing my work. And just a heads up, this is not boring poetry. I promise, but it is very expressive. So read at your own risk.
