We are lucid dreamers, living the dream.
We are free thinkers, capable of anything.
We are human.
We are walkers, moving through life.
We are talkers, becoming friends with others like us.
We are human.
We are emotional, to the point of being pathetic.
We are exhausted, to the extent of falling.
We are human.
We are smart, in the way we acknowledge the past.
We are stupid, in the way we create our future.
We are human.
We are the product of love.
We are the creators of hate.
We are human.
We are readers of fine works.
We are writers of our own biographies (Though we tend to live them instead of write them down.)
We are human.
We are leaders by our hearts.
We are driven by our brains.
We are human.
We are changing everything around us.
We are denying that we changed it.
We are human.
We are souls destined to find their partner.
We are souls, scared to be apart.
We are human.
We are angels, bound by goodness.
We are demons, bound by hate.
We are human.
We are followers of things better than us.
We are leaders of things much worse.
We are human.
We are doubtful, in our beliefs.
We are firm, when it comes to showing others.
We are strangely human.
We are thieves of each other's hearts.
We are beggars for love.
We are human.
Though being human has many definitions and many ways to be characterized, the intense love of being human is overpowering and wonderful. Though being human contains plenty of downfalls and plenty of disappointments, and it comes with a high price of constant wanting to be loved and adored and cherished there is nothing like the affirming cry of the simple beautiful fact:
WE ARE HUMAN.
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Portfolio
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