All The Same

Can you place me in a column,
Please put me in your list,
Show me the category in your book,
Under which I must I exist,
Can you put me with my carbon copies,
All standing in a line,
But first can you please tell me,
How am I defined,
Please don’t ask me to make the choice,
To dress in white or black,
Because as you can see originality,
Is the single thing I lack,
Can you tell me what’s my archetype,
Under which name do I fall,
Because I think we both know that I’m not special,
Not even a little bit not at all,
I’m so happy we all see the world in grey,
It’s much more beautiful when it’s plane,
I’m glad that you and I agree,
That everyone’s the same,
I enjoy in the lack of expression,
In everyone’s identical lives,
I love seeing the emptiness,
When I look into someone’s eyes,
I only have one question,
Why are you different than us,
Why in this world where we are all the same,
Do you not have our identical trust,
Why do you act so powerful,
And treat us all like we are weak,
Why can you tell us what to do,
When we have to earn the right to speak,
Maybe you should try being the same as us,
And you will hate it more than I,
Maybe then you will shatter all these rules,
To which we all comply.