Personally a Person

Why is it expected of me

To not take things personally

As if I’m not a person

Of course I’ll take it to heart

I mean, how could you not?

As far as I’m aware, there’s no switch to turn it off

How is this something that you’re pulling off

Like you’ve found a switch to turn your heart cold

This must be some sort of secret untold

How can you let things happen and be so unfazed

And just go about your normal day

Hundreds of teardrop stains across the floor

But they’re not yours

You must’ve found the switch

The switch that I’ve seemed to have misplaced

Or perhaps it never even existed in the first place

If this is all pretend, it must be a difficult task to uphold

You act so unbelievably cold

Like you don’t have a care in the world

Like you’ll never take things personally

I mean surely you do?

How could you not when you’re quite literally a person too?

I guess I’ll never know what’s real and what’s true

If there was a switch I don’t think I’d want to make use

I’d rather take things personally

And I can say that with the utmost certainty

I’d rather feel everything than nothing at all

It’s all part of the human experience after all

And deep down I know

That it’s quite a beautiful thing to let all of your feelings show