The thing about human beings
Is that we love just being.
Being in a constant state of happy.
Being in the moment. Being us.
But somewhere, we stopped being
And started believing
In what others told us
To run the race they showed us,
To abide and reside
In the box they made for us.
But we’re not binary beings.
Meant to live in between
The 1s and 0s.
No we are not.
We are not the beginning.
We are certainly not the end.
We are beings just meant to be