love of people and thier overcoming

I simply love humans

and humanity

witnessing them

overcome

the hardships

thier dreams

thier hard work

the resilence

I love it all

and it is what I appreciate

not the glam

not the show

but once the mask wears off

that feeling of being lost

and yet striving

that belief in something

impossible

the rich and poor alike

same hormones

in head

thus we unite

and then a boy comes and calls me hater of humanity

and I wonder

I love humans

all the books I read are about them

I dont trust anyone with my heart yes

because I am afraid

to be vulnerable

yes

I dont like to be told what to do yes

and yes sometimes my ego overpowers me

and sometimes self respect

as an observer

humanity keeps me busy

like art

its beautiful

to see a butterfly struggling

out of coocon

transforming

do I love a particular human?

I cant say

I love whats underneath

the outer shell

the heart maybe

maybe my love is impractical

yes you say what do you do for love

agreed

I love from far

but I love nonetheless

you say its a waste

maybe

to you

to me

I find greatest joy in sharing and bonding

how you mistook me dear stranger

how your words plunged in me a dagger

that I am born a new

after that slow death

where you unloved me

for the thing which I wasnt