I’m really just here.

An exhausted state of being
overwhelmed by mistakes
that only exist
by those that created them
trying to find
a fairness of life
in which doesn’t exist
does it?

There are ecosystems
food chains
of smaller things
existing to feed
the larger things
I often wonder
does a bug exist
to feed a racoon
or to scatter the pollen of plant
or has the racoon adapted
to eat it
or does it exist for it
and did the flower appear first
or after
the rest of us
vegetation had to be the first
right?

Is there a fairness
in being eaten
a logical reason
that another must survive
at that of your own life
and with that thought
brings me to us
to the human of animals
we’re always creating rules
setting up boundaries
trying to correct that of the dead
but they’re dead
so why must I right them
accept their wrongness
and do different
or shall I quiver
and beg for others forgiveness
for people I never would have liked
people that disturb me
people that confuse me?

I’m really just here
trying to understand
trying not to harm
trying to treat
you
myself
and everyone else
in correlation to their actions
rather than their appearance
because what others do
doesn’t have to be me
nor does it have to be you.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina