human being.

it is always the same, boring, routine. why can't anyone, look at me. like i'm a human being? is it my stare? is it what i wear? is it because, they can't find the shits i give. anywhere? i don't care, what they say. cause i know i'm beautiful, in my own special way. so go ahead, keep judging me. at least i'm not fake, at least i'm not a machine.