[You’re carbon copies of one another]

You’re carbon copies of one another

But then you find fault in everyone else

You’d sell your hair for a similar dress

And to freedom of mind you don’t bother

How can you be an individual?

When everyone bares the same name?

Then you label people “Normal” and “Lame”

Yet you yourself cannot be critical

An Orange in a basket can’t call out

And curse another Orange of its Juice

Only with a clear mind can you find Truce

But you deny, bicker, argue and pout

These words of wisdom I spoke often of

Are as abstract as what we call ‘Our Love.’