All the wounds I have received were inflicted by humans

All the wounds I have received were inflicted by humans.

I once tried hard to love, to understand, to empathize, only to be met with misunderstanding, dissection, and exhaustion. I once tried to catch others, but in the end, I was the one who got thrown down. I once desperately spoke the truth, only to be labeled as “too sensitive” and “too extreme.” I hate the order that constantly demands me to conform, give in, and tolerate, the society that always tries to approach me easily but never truly gives me a sense of security. Fuck you.