“Don’t you just hate it when you analyze yourself
And find
You are a walking cliché
Just like everyone else
Not so special
After all”
He said it with a smug smile
And I wonder
What stereotype –
What mindless category
We fall in to
Tonight?
“Boldly we too shall
Pass through the same
Valley of dread
Throwing stones at our brothers,
Torture ourselves –
With our own minds creation”
As I make the claim
His eyebrows lift
And I return his smirk, where it belongs
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