I am Human

Have you ever pricked your finger with a needle?  Burned yourself on a hot pan?  What does it feel like?  It hurts doesn't it?  Did you know. . .that it hurts me too?  Have you ever been afraid of the dark?  Or woken up from a nightmare and were afraid?  Did you kno. . .that those things scare me too?  Has anyone ever said something hurtful, or made some rude remark?  How did you feel?  Yeah. . .it makes me sad too.  Have you ever been out with friends laughing, singing, telling jokes?  Did you know. . .that I do those things too?  Have you ever smiled?  Cried?  Laughed?  Screamed into a pillow?  Sang in the shower?  Yeah. . .me too.  I am a human. . .I bleed when poked.  I get scars when cut deep or burned.  I cry when I'm afraid or sad or heartbroken.  I walk with my head down when someone stabs me in the back or offends me.  I yell when I get angry.  I laugh when someone says something funny.  I smile at babies and cute animals.  I try to help other people when they need me.  I care about other people, especially friends and family, but not only because people in general matter to me.  I am human just like you.  The same things that make you bleed, make me bleed.  The same things that make you laugh, make me laugh.  The same emotions you feel. . .I feel.  So put yourself in my shoes, and I will try to do the same.  We are human.  Different. . .but the same.