If each of us were born unique
Why do we try to be the same
If this world was made with meaning
Why do we treat it like a game
Why do we define our value
When we look at our reflection
As we change our bodies in ways
The world has taught us is perfection
Why wait in line for iPhones
And wear clothes we can’t afford
Why are we competing with each other
When there is no grand award
We need to stop and remember
Even though we all are human
That a mirror shows just skin
And is only an illusion