Humans, No Humanity

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There are days you realize, what you truly are. Maybe you think you have innocence, but do you? Maybe you think you are wanted, but are you? You think your necessary, you're loved, you're needed, but in reality, you're not. And I think it's time for people to realize this. I understood that everything may be going fine and dandy in your world, but maybe it's not for the rest of us. No one protects you, not at first. No one helps you, not at first. They wait until you're vulnerable enough for them to break into a million pieces. And no one wants that. So why bother doing it? Because none of us here deserve the life we lead. At least, I think.  No one protects you.

No one helps you.

No one shelters you.

No one saves you.

No one cares about you.

It's our world.

Our broken, broken world.

So, why break each other? Why bother? People are like the little pieces of glass that make up a mirror. And each time you break a person, you break more of the world. Which is most likely why

I see humans, but

NO HUMANITY

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