Diffrent or The Same?

One in the same,

diffrent from others,

feeling so low,

feeling no shame.

I am me,

and they are them,

but we are all the same,

in the end.

Diffrence is for the weak,

for the simple minded,

Similarity is for the meak,

and those who are blinded.

So what else is there,

when there is nothing left to be?

When all the others change,

I will remain me.

 

Author's Note

I don't understand this one bit. But it ryhmed. That was my goal.

Reviews

[Edalene Connell]

I like to think we are all the same, but different. We are all human and we make mistakes. But we all have different qualities that makes us unique and ourselves. Somepeople change in time, others seem to stay the same. A great poem you got here.

[Naomi Montana Walsh]

We all like to believe we are Alien somehow cut from a different cloth..but then we read on ..and I read on and over and over the same story..we are humans and we come in many forms .. and we do many things but all in all.. we rarely do anything that has never been done...