I am brave and I am powerful.
I am smart and logical.
I am strong and I am quick.
But I am not selfless, nor am I kind.
I am not honest or compassionate.
I strive to have the qualities I lack, but am struck down when I attempt to do so.
I must fall into a box.
I have the makings of a machine, inside a human shell and I lack the emotion and hinderance to stop me from going to far.
I make a poor human being.
Sympathy does not come naturally and offence is my default setting.
How I wish to be more human.
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The little things
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