Who I am.

I have no connection with these people

They are human

and I feel no emotion

I fear I sound mechanical.

conversation feels empty and hollow

Laughter is but a survival reflex

Yet words.

Words will never fail me!

And what is this life without strife?

Is that not what makes us who we are?

For I know who I am.

Yes I hear my heart beat

and I have felt my soul shatter.

It grew back all the stronger

Then the very people who I believed I had estranged

turned to me and said,

“Come! For you belong to us

just as we belong to you.”

These are the ties deeper than blood

That words can neither sever nor strengthen

For they are built on shared experiences

and tales long told…


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