Posted October 1, 201213 yr I am but one letter, drifting among many. I am no different than any of them. I have no specific importance. So, why? Why am I drifting here? And why today? Why not another day? I have all the time to answer these questions, and yet, I lack the motivation to. I am the same. Where is the true variety? From any passerby of this bowl, we may all seem different. We may seem like we have different shapes, and therefore different personalities. But it is not so. These shapes mean nothing. We are all, in fact, the same. Nothing can ever change that, And nothing ever will. We are alphabet soup, and we are all the same.
I am but one letter, drifting among many.
I am no different than any of them.
I have no specific importance.
So, why?
Why am I drifting here?
And why today?
Why not another day?
I have all the time to answer these questions,
and yet,
I lack the motivation to.
I am the same.
Where is the true variety?
From any passerby of this bowl,
we may all seem different.
We may seem like we have different shapes,
and therefore different personalities.
But it is not so.
These shapes mean nothing.
We are all, in fact, the same.
Nothing can ever change that,
And nothing ever will.
We are alphabet soup,
and we are all the same.