human, like any other
I am a human, like any other
my sheets get dirty
like any other’s
my nails collect dirt under them
I wash it away at the end of the day
like any other’s
to-do-lists scattered on my walls, with more things
that I sometimes am able to do
like any other’s
my inappropriate laughter sometimes escapes me
looks disapproving received
like any other’s
there is nothing special about me
no magical realm tucked hidden in my hair
or spells to take me away from here
just like any other
but I am stubborn, and the words I use and understand
pertain only to me
no else has written these ones,
but similar ones, there is nothing special about these either
just like any other
I could be any other,
I am, any other.
but that also means
I am not alone in this:
not alone in not having changed by sheets this week
not alone in my nails being filthy
not alone in forgetting to do important tasks
not alone in my bad humour I share with friends
not alone in dreams about a world more glamorous than this
not alone in or perhaps a kinder one
not alone in I understand very little of all of this
not alone in sometimes I feel so lonely in this world
-Berethiel
