I am what I am now because of you and you and you.
why human ?
Why are you crying ? Why are you scared of you?
I see what you see but you can’t see what I see.
My eyes are new. A gift from you. Thank you.
It’s good to be polite.I remember what you told me. Polite is always right.
I know you want to respond but can not. The other gift from you to me was your tough.
I can now speak to you because of you like you and you and you.
You are different then those two. Those two are dead.
Your heart is still beating. You are still making sounds.
With whatever parts of your face are still left in your head.
Why human ?
Why are you still here?
What other gift do you have for me?
I have no use for anymore suffering or fear.
I am confused because that is all you have left
maybe one day I can be human to just like you.
Someone new like you and you and you.