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I am a Human
I'm strong... I am strong.
It's what I've been telling myself all along.
But it's time for the world to know
That I, too, have flaws.
I cry.
I scream.
But I'm not dysfunctional.
I laugh.
I cheer.
But I'm not that functional.
I go into the shower,
And when cold water touches me,
I freeze and bounce between the curtains separating the safe present and threatening past like a rubber ball.
But I'm not dysfunctional.
I walk outside and turn around with every single step,
Guarding myself,
But I am not dysfunctional.
I throw up and my stomach turns itself inside out when the world is too much,
But I am not dysfunctional.
I hyperventilate and lose my breath,
With or with no witnesses,
But I promise that
I am not dysfunctional.
I can brighten up a room sometimes,
Joke and play with everyone,
But I swear, I am not functional.
I can smile and push the tears back inside,
But sometimes they win,
And I crumble and stumble,
But I am not dysfunctional.
I cringe in big crowds and loud sounds,
And big gatherings drain my energy,
But I am not dysfunctional.
I fail to pick myself up when my pieces shatter,
And I fail to tell the truth about my pain,
And I need a hand to pull me out of my river of tears, anger, and confusion
But... I'm not dysfunctional.
I can crack jokes and have my world on fire,
But I am not so functional.
I can laugh, be put together, strong, and rise to the top of the world and spread my wings wide and fly.
I can fly high and laugh so wholeheartedly and my laughter could fill up the sky.
But even then, I'm not so functional.
I can cry, be broken, weak, and sink to the bottom of my sea of emotions.
I cry for weeks and months and my tears can turn into oceans.
So, nor am I dysfunctional.
Because it's time you realize a brutal truth:
I'm not a machine that you can fix,
Because the nails and screws will always leave their marks.
I have scars and wounds that may never mend.
So, it's time you realize that
I am a human.
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