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