Indifferent

somhow it came to other minds that we are all the same

but equality in itself has become a game

and everyone says that each and one of us is prone

to do the same as every one and become a clone

when all share a view that i find quite sadistic

that each and everyone one of us is just another statistic

and we cross our "t"s and dot our "i"s yet the words come out all sloppy

because as time goes by were told the lie that were just another copy

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