At a certain point in my life I've learned to turn it off
What you may ask?
My humanity
Why?
So that the happenings of the world don't completely destroy me
Shooting after shooting
Bomb after bomb
Death after death
Is this what humanity has become?
One sting after another of destruction and despair
Without the humanity in me,
I can't be destroyed completely by these
I don't fear for my life at every given moment
I won't question what it's like to be human because at the end of the day I don't want to be
After the smoke has cleared
And the tears have dried up
We are still a bunch of animals slowly losing their minds,
Trapped in a dying world
With nowhere to go but 6 feet down
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