What are we, the people of today?
All living a life, without much to say
Minor differences, amongst each other
But all alike, one way or another

At first glance we may seem to be
Described as none more than you and me
We engage in activities much different from others
But we're binded together, like the bond between brothers

We're all unique in the way we are shaped and formed
Much like the jigsaw puzzles you played with when you were bored
We all fit together, side by side to bring out the sight
Of this, the wonderful thing we have come to call life

We are who we are, separated by but a name
But without each other, we just couldn't be the same.