Yes, there are people in this world,
They dress, speak, live, behave like us.
We know their deeds, we guess the thoughts,
But what is there deep inside?
What can’t we see? What can’t observe?
What makes us different-alike?
For what we stand, what do we serve?
Take deeper look, there is truth inside.
Figures moving through the streets -
Bittersweet, truthful lies;
Figures trying to defeat
Someone very deep inside.
Figures, souls, minds, hopes –
People try to fit in life,
Try to be, to fight, to cope
With everything they feel inside.
Figures moving grey in streets,
In rush so deaf and so blind.
We are alike in the life fit,
But so different inside.