by Rachelle de Bretagne

Created on: April 16, 2008

Carbon copied people in a carbon copy life,
A husband, children, house and home, a loving little wife,
Shirts and ties and briefcases, aprons with their strings,
Such are all the images we see as normal things.

Children waiting for the bus, dressing up in style,
Each a carbon copy with a carbon copy smile.
Teachers with prim haircuts, trainers in their shorts,
Type-cast people, carbon copy players in their sports.

Where are individuals ? Why do we conform ?
Dressing in a fashion that's decided as a norm,
Living in our little boxes, commuting to the city,
Girls in model outfits that we all admired as pretty.

What about those people who are never quite ideal ?
Do we ever stop and think the way that people feel ?
As we dress in stylish clothes, in carbon copy fashion,
Thinking this or that is cool and following with passion.

Consumerism's hefty pull, temptation at it's worst,
Until we stop and realize the bubble will be burst,
As each of us gets similar, and habits become sloppy,
And people start to realize they're just a carbon copy.

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