People running and people walking

People passing and people looking

People laughing and people cying

But they are all the same.

All the same individuals.

Held together,

tied together

stitched together

by the same emotions

like photo copies made by a pogrammed machine

or twins with the sme DNA.

Will they ever change?

Will the ever learn?

Will they ever be UNIQUE?

Exclusive.

Distinctive.

Different.

I will be me.