To be something you are not, to please because you want to be different. Or do you?
Don't you really just want to be normal?
Don't you really just want to tell everyone that you are the same as them?
Don't you just want to blend into the crowd and be ordinary?
If only it were that easy.
Label things,
make a schedule,
your location is here, the time is now.
But you look at your options and wonder:
Is this really how I wanted to see the world?
Or did I want to see something beautiful.
Because I expected it,
because you told me it could be true.
Because you were a liar and a cheat.
This isn't normal,
I am a machine and you are a fraud.
What are we doing?
Why can't we all just stop lying to each other.
I miss simpler times,
simpler people,
... when things weren't so dark and gritty.
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