Am I just an object?
Is that all I am?
I don't hate myself, and I don't hate others.
I just hate the perception
That I'm not a being with true emotions.
If I'm just an object, how do I think?
If I'm just an object, how do I feel?
If I'm just an object, how do I hate?
If I'm just an object, how do I cry?
I'm not an object to him,
I'm more than that.
He's not an object to me,
He's more than that.
We're not objects,
Objects aren't sentient.
We're real beings,
and we know how to think.
October 6th,
2023
Some shitty poetry from yours truly,
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عشوائيshitpost book of /neg alter related stuff written in story/poetry/etc. formatting contains very heavy topics. for example, these may contain (but aren't limited to) themes of abuse, drug/alcohol usage, underage activities (such as drugs, alcohol, sm...
