What Am I?

What am I but a grain of sand in the ocean,

going through life's daily motion?

What am I but a single star,

shining but in space too far?

What am i but a snowflake,

melting with the rest in life's lake.

 

I am a camaleon with his true color

rarely seen.

I am a mask

worn by this, and every, teen.

I am the conformity,

which society is so keen.

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