Something everyone desires to be,
At even a little capacity,
Humans want to be so similar to each other,
Then at the same time want to be different and stand out,
Leaving room for doubt,
People believing that differences are all good or all bad,
Normal is customizable though,
Depends on where people are,
Who can be considered a "star"
While not being removed too far,
Giving them a human element
For others to relate to,
Hoping they aren't alone,
Looking up to someone on an imaginary throne,
A place they got placed,
Having their progress traced,
Planes, train, cars, and buses chased
For no reason in particular,
Besides the fact they are so normal,
Yet somehow stand out,
In the perfect balance of normal and idol.
Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 11:09 PM UTC
Something everyone desires to be,
At even a little capacity,
Humans want to be so similar to each other,
Then at the same time want to be different and stand out,
Leaving room for doubt,
People believing that differences are all good or all bad,
Normal is customizable though,
Depends on where people are,
Who can be considered a "star"
While not being removed too far,
Giving them a human element
For others to relate to,
Hoping they aren't alone,
Looking up to someone on an imaginary throne,
A place they got placed,
Having their progress traced,
Planes, train, cars, and buses chased
For no reason in particular,
Besides the fact they are so normal,
Yet somehow stand out,
In the perfect balance of normal and idol.
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