We like to think
We came from the same genes and share the same blood
We grew up together
We attended the same school
We have similar friends
We have the same hobbies
We have similar cultures
We have the same faith
And in some ways we should be quite the same
But somehow we are just different
From everything from how fast our toenails grow
To the different profiles of our bodies
The way we talk
Or just the way we sigh or cry
And yet, many people would tell you
Humans crave for connections
And through familiarity, comes camaraderie
And birds of a feather flock together
Even though, finally, we still discover our differences
Which pull us apart
Some of us cling on, but sometimes it's just too stark
And the more we find our identities, the more we respond with differentiation
Just like different yakitori sticks
Or different choices we make in a llaollao cup of sanum
Sometimes I ask myself, what exactly are we searching for in life
And even my own father, as much as sometimes I want to be like him, I also don't want to be like him.
And even as I want to share his 'smart' genes, I could never identify with his extraversion
And my mum, smarter than people make her out to be, but someone I identify more, until society finds fault with her, and then I naturally also try to distance my shared traits
I could say.
How mysterious life is!
Or lament.
Complicated.
With our faiths, it's also no different.
We reject our Gods when it's convenient.
And we applaud them just because of the power ascribed to them
Even if sometimes they have none.
Almost 40 years of my life later
Some people are pretty much alone
Some are surrounded by friends
Some like me are sitting watching the clouds and all these people pass me by
I know myself better now.
But even if I'm not proud of myself.
Maybe there's a little bit I can be thankful for
That I'm just a little bit different
And even if I share the sins of the world
Hopefully that little difference is just enough
For my kids to carry with them to heaven
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