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ALLERGIC TO HUMANITY

I'm sneezing every second.
I'm coughing out blood.
I'm vomiting my internal organs.
My face is puffy. My eyes are watery.
Oh my God, this is deadly.
I think I'm in the wrong place, planet earth.
I'm allergic to the human race, God forgive me.
But you can't blame me; they caused it.
Humanity, such a disappointment.
Full of envy, greed, deceit and treachery.
Never willing to help a fella in need.
Always looking to make profits from the worst of deeds.
Attacking strangers in the dark alleys.
And calling their children in the morning to come have some coffee.
But I can't sympathize with anyone.
For no one is innocent.
Today a victim, tommorow a perpetrator.
Maybe not for the same reason but for another.
From birth to death always a liar.
Rehearsing a con in the uterus with little energy from the placenta.
Hoping someday Hollywood will recognize them and grace their skills with an Oscar.
But who am I to complain?
For I was also born in this shame.
Guess what, I've risen above all plains.
Knowing my limits are as far as my mind is tamed.