I'm Just Like You.

Who do you think I am?
A pile of trash?
Well your wrong.
I'm the same as you.

I have feelings.
I speak, move, eat.
I can see and hear.
I hurt.

Everyday,
You make me feel like crap.
I try to fight back but,
I'm the only one getting hurt.

So next time when you confront me,
Think for a moment.
I'm just like you,
I'm not an object.