Lost in society

They say we’re special
We’re all different
We’re individuums

We can feel like that
We know it’s true somehow

But as much we know we’re special as much we’re one of a million in society
Are we important the way we are?
Or are we only anyone, who can be exchanged?

It is like feeling needed and lost
Lost, because if you don’t fit into anything it’ll be hard to survive.
Surviving in a croud
Where you don’t know how to feel
You make systems work
But who are you
No one will tell you
No one will know who you really are

We’re playing these different roles
Do they really help us?
Or are they another kind of confusion?

It’s like you can be yourself
But you’re addicted to the croud

Finding a way to feel okay with it
Living a life, which makes you proud
No matter about whether you’re one the croud


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