It’s Me! The Human

Yeah, it’s me. The human…That’s not all, I have a name, but if you were to ask that girl I breathe the same air with; she might tell you I am proud and pompous or that boy I talked to only twice last week and he might tell you I’m entitled and never shut up. I can’t confirm how true it is but yeah, it’s me, the human.
I am the human, some might say female; my brother, the one I shared a womb with, he might say I am stubborn but dedicated to my dreams and those I love even though I lose faith sometimes. Again, this could be imprecise… but yeah it’s me, the human.
I am the human but wait…hold on…I also have moods and feelings; but if you asked my friends, they might say that I am out of my mind but have a good heart. I’m not sure if it really matters.
Maybe there’s some truth to this, or maybe it’s a lie and I’m somebody else.
But definitions limit who you can be…The truth is I am all these things and none of them, a little bit of this and that; the proportion keeps changing with time so I am not that girl you talked to yesterday and she is not me.
