To be human

It is tiring to be human,

It is tiring to get angry like this.

To say things that you don’t mean,

Words replaced with fists.

Isn’t it tiring to be human?

To be aware of your own shortcomings,

And yet overcome with human emotions.

But being human is making mistakes

Sometimes running, and falling with everything at stake.

And being human is learning,

Learning to love, and to live.