Press space or click the screen to read the poem. Note; it's depressing. It's something I've observed over my twelve years as a human of earth.
Edit: I wrote this a while back when I was in a really horrible mental health place, but I've gotten therapy and such, and I've been feeling a not better now! I still think humans are the only species capable of cruelty, and I think there're a lot of bad humans, but I also thinks it's really unreasonable to approach every situation with the expectation that it's going to go badly. Actually, I'll probably make a Part Two for this poem that sort of counters my initial claim.
