I Am Man
I’m subject to the same failings
The same fears and vices of man
I’m no different, nothing special
I don’t expect to be kept exempt
Fitting into society not my forte
I’m awkward around others
Mistrusting or cautious
I sneak off into my own world
Some find me strange
I bleed and I can cry at times
I feel as many others feel
Sadness and joy no strangers
Passion burns like a fire
In the innermost of my loins
Words I speak and spit them
Feelings I hold tightly to
Just for the experience
That and I don’t know why
Or how to express them freely
I’m a man flesh and blood
I have my vices and doubts
I have feelings as well
However I may appear to others
Should I not be counted
As one amongst them
poem by Matthew Holloway
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