I Too Bleed

How do Porcupines make love?
Even those with the fiercest of defense mechanisms have sensitive sides.
I am that cactus plant.
Enduring and Long-withstanding but soft inside.
I, too, bleed.
I am human, sometimes.

I miss my family when I am away.
I get cold when it’s chilly outside.
Don’t take advantage of my kindness.
I, too, bleed.
I am human, sometimes.

My strong character has you fooled.
You think you can burden me with your selfish attitude and I just have to take it lying down.
I, too, bleed.
I am human, sometimes.

I have moments of vulnerability.
Fear overcomes me and I have doubts, sometimes.
At times I struggle to sleep.
I, too, bleed.
I am human, sometimes.

Even a doctor falls ill, sometimes.
I need inspiration, at times.
Sometimes,
I need someone to make me laugh.
Sometimes, I wake up in a foul mood and need someone to pick me up.
I, too, bleed.
I am human, sometimes.
Spare a thought for the big-hearted.

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