We all are different,

We have different aspirations,

Our interests are different,

Who excites us differs too, is it?

Then why we all ends up,

Living almost the same way?

Why still newness is unique,

We do similar stuff, same things we say,

Then why this blind rush to be different,

Have you ever thought about it?

Even our longing to be different is same,

You and me, are same to same.