Thoughts Whispered into the Void

Not Human

I am no phoenix.

I will not rise from the ashes.

I will burn and burn

And rebirth will not come.

I am no Shakespeare.

My words will not fall

Upon many repeated tongues,

For the thousands of years to come.

I am no magnet.

My presence fails to pull

Others towards me.

I am forever lonesome.

I am no rose.

People don't fill with lust

When they look upon me.

Attractive, I will ne'er become.

I am no saint.

My sins add up

To form a sea where I swim,

And a desert where I run.

I am no human.

My actions don't mirror

Those around me.

Hence, I've become undone.