Perpetuality

Somewhat , a description of the complexity of human beings, and their mindset.

We have that ability,although not many know of it,
We are capable of making our mundane part of it,
Part of our own forever, our own perpetuality,
Our capability relies on whether we put our plans to play,
The only thing holding us,is non other than ourselves,
Our , unaware , doubtful,and slow-comprehending,selves.
Ourselves, who find amusement in others’ pain,
Yet always show remorse after it happening,
We wear our emotions on our sleeves,
Yet constantly lie to ourselves.
Are we forever, are we everlasting?
Are we worthy, are we living?
Are we of land, are of sky?
We are complex beings ,that is for sure;
We are a perpetuality, forever and more.