human
Take a knife. Make sure that's well-sharpened. Cut my soul in two and wait quietly to see what it's filled with. In the beginning, you'll observe the sea with the cloudy waves of melancholy. You'll see the sun. A scorching sun. And you're going to feel a gentle breeze of the wind. (it likes to walk through my soul). Cut a little bit more to see how many waves of laughter step out, but be careful to not spill 'em. (they're therapy for my various disappointments) Not to forget. You will see some failures. Ignore them. Someday I'll fix them. Cut a bit deeper and you'll find dreams which I still have, and also desires and fantasies… (I've to mention I got a special affinity with them) After that, I'd like you to look carefully at the top. Right there is happiness. Do you recognize it? I'm Human. I'm a lot of stuff each day of the week. I have about everything in this soul of mine, but I'm not afraid of the bullet's wound that spli
