The Same Poem by robert snively
The Same
I seek to see
I feel to be
The only thing that is not me
This building pressure
Brawling hate
Nothing can ever be made
Everything around me
These faces
These masks
These blind and pleasing eyes
This hatred and despise in disguise
But isn’t it all just a lie
You and me are we to blame
Different face and different name
Yet we all try to be the same
Why must people kill in the name?
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