Sometimes I wish I didn’t have to feel everything
Like the weight of the world is mine to bear.
Sometimes I wish I was one of those who breeze
Through the chaos and the crisis and the suffering.
Sometimes I wish I didn’t come apart so easily
But the pain is often just too much to take.
Sometimes I wish I was made of stone and steel
But instead I’m made of flesh and heart and tears.
And then one day my struggle, touches another human
Attracting broken souls like a magnet, to be healed.
And I am glad again, that I am all things human.
And I am glad again, that I feel pain.
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