I fucking love humanity 
So why can’t I take that love and press it into your cupped hands

I want to house your pain and be a buoy in an ocean
If that’s the most I can be
In a selfish way, or rather mutualist
Until it’s hurting us both and we realize that it wasn’t about our souls
It was about the dependance we could give to one another

I hate inherency
If I can be anything I want to be,

Why can’t I be love