Be human

Don’t brand yourself the villain;
those burns will scar a drama into every motivation.
You’re acting up to just how bad you think that you might be,
but you’re not wicked or perverse to think or say or look or feel,
to experience your existential, and writhe amongst your world.

It’s a sensory bonanza, full of immaterial rules;
to pander to their censorship is slander to your soul.

Absorb, digest, imbibe, and breathe those hundred-thousand reasons
to ponder, wonder, live and love,
to run and walk amidst, amongst,
to fit between, pass through and through;
be HUMAN, fool. What else? Be you.