Every time I think I found myself
I find someone who's more me than me
The me I want to be

Makes me want to change
Readjust my course
( There somewhere deep I know it's only ashes to ashes or dust to dust
And what course I take to get there matters not)

I'm starting to feel that all this talk of diversity is a lie
We are all more alike than we think
Maybe more alike than we would like to be
And maybe if the pursuit of individuality
Has overshadowed the pursuit of happiness
Then we torture our own souls
Trying so hard to be different

-jenn