You think we're all different but we're all the same.

Some with three houses, some with a lake of shame.

Under the bright of lights, you seem what you mean to be,

"Look at all I own, all I have and that you don't".

Money, position, knowledge ; education, possessions ; make you bigger than any.

Thinking about all you'll possess at the end of your life and that they won't.

But

When you fall asleep because of human nature and just

Look like any other of those you must

understand that we're all different but we're all the same

Even with three houses or a lake of shame.

That weak, that light, full of hope and afraid,

Mixing nightmares, reality and delirious pain

Looking armless, real, exposed and invaded

by trueness,

as we're all different and we're all the same.


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