Society 's battle

What are we fighting for?
An acceptance of society?
Who opens and shuts that door?
Who decided what’s propriety?

When did we become so depending on each other?
That we can’t think for our self?
When did we stop respecting one another?
We are not just objects on a shelf.
We have our own minds.
Our own thoughts and dreams.
No two are the same kind.
When did we all become so mean?

What’s so great about being the same?
If you ask me,
I think that’s pretty lame.