I'M Human, What Are You? Poem by Ellen frawley

You think I don’t hurt,
That I don’t bleed,
Do you think I’m a robot,
That I’m never on my knees,
My life ain’t that bad
It ain’t a picture tho,
Just because I don’t go round crying my heart out,
Or waving my arms in the air,
With the slits on my wrists on show,
Don’t mean I don’t feel,
Not sayin I’m perfect,
That there are not days that I wish I was a kid and could lie on the floor,
Throw a tantrum, scream and shout,
Don’t feel like crying my eyes out,
I just can’t turn it on like a tap and have it just flow out,
I’m not a machine,
A robot,
I’m human.