Human

This is very abstract. I'd actually love to hear your thoughts on this.

You have an imaginary man fight your battles
You trip on the air and break your heart
You find the hay in a giant stack of needles
And you still put on the act

You jump a thousand feet to touch the clouds
You shred un-used paper to be set apart
You look for darkness with a flashlight in hand
And you still try to pretend

You dream of things that happened weeks before
You make things to insult the ones you love
You follow the scent of tomorrow with hunger
And you still continue on

You think as if you stand alone on the Earth
You run to the meadow of polluted air
You want to be the one to make the stars
And still you are you

The rain will pour
The Earth will spin
The stars will shine
The waves will crash
And you are human