I am a human, a person, a thing.
 I am a writer and a reader.
I am what you do and don't see. 
In your nightmares I may speak, but how would I know?
I am the DETERMINATION left behind by all,
and I am the sloth created by myself.
I am a human, a person, and a thing. ~

throughout current wattpad accounts and stories many have mentioned or claimed the following;"I'm not a human", "I was born in hell" , "I'm a demon", "I have no soul".

Let me tell you now, I'm not one of those people. I'm not a demon, I wasn't born in hell, I have a "soul", I'm a human.

even though I might not be a "soulless demon child" there is somthing I am. I'm BROKEN.

If a physical representation of someones mind and being excisted it wouldn't be whole. peices would be cut, and bruised, and not RIGHT. It would face left, it would face up, it would face down, it would face any direction the universe can comprehend, except one way. I don't know what why, but one thing is for certain.

SOMETHING JUST ISNT RIGHT

(thank you for reading this philosophical piece of whatever you want it to be of :3)