11:30pm Friday Thoughts: What if i weren't human

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i won’t be able to communicate as easily
entertainment to me could be anything
i make strange noises but it isn’t strange
i could look weird and be accepted
we could be same but different
i could float around all day
or melt when the time is right
or vanish when the sun sets
or attract flies
i could zap flies too
i could be ignored from the moment i’m born
i might never see the sun
or i might die because of the sun
they could eat me
they might skin me and take parts of me whilst i’m alive
i would be ever so defense-less
i would trust something that took care of me
i could be stagnant and forever motionless
unwanted things could grow inside or on me
i could still survive with it or maybe be helpless
it could snatch my life source
or eat me again
life could be too short or long
i’ll never grasp the concept of time
seasons could easily kill me
weather could kill me
i’d be so desperate
or i’d resign myself as already dead
i might never find another type of me
of the same kind
it could be lonely
but if i grew up alone
the loneliness might not kill me
i might need to kill and eat another to survive
or snatch another’s meal, nutrients
it really is survival of the fittest
there’s no such thing as unfairness
i can’t grasp the concept of complaining
or praying
i might be in the same spot for my entire lifespan
i might tumble around unwittingly
i’d trust easily
there’s no google to answer my questions
i could be hella forgetful
i could do anything i want when no one is around
or i might follow what everyone else is doing
i could sleep for months
i could sleep during the day
or not sleep at all
maybe i can fly
or be a flying species that cannot fly
that’d be odd
or be born with an oddity
i’ll never know and live with it quietly
i’d accept death easily because it can be sudden
like when you’re going about your day
and then death
i could be replaced easily
or maybe i’m endangered
i might never know that if im always alone
i could be special but i’d never know
i might be coveted
for all the wrong reasons
i could be transparent
or too blinding
maybe garish
my instincts could be useful
or maybe i don’t have a brain
or a heart
i am inanimate
i could be created
i could be upgraded
maybe left behind for a newer thing
or a trend
i could outlive my shelf life
or be expired and kept
i could be passed down generations
or brought out during events
maybe a one-use thing
i could protect something
or harm them
or be defected
and be cheap
or expensive
could be durable
or maybe beyond expectations
i could be useful, at the expense of my life
i could be crushed into medicine
or be born with poison
or be born sharp yet beautiful
i could be dyed
flattened quickly
without a blink of an eye
i could be re-used
i could be worn
i could be eaten
i could be kept
i could be held gently
or shot ruthlessly
or cut open alive
or plucked
or stampeded
or smashed flat
well we can’t stop death
maybe i’d have no feelings about death
or pain
that it’d be easy
it’d make no difference
maybe it would
but since i’ve passed it don’t matter to me anymore
i might not be able to think at all
thanks world
ugly world

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most of the time i’d think im a cat or a sheep or a cloud
my mum says i’m a vegetable
because i wouldn’t eat myself
;D

-J



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