One of a Million

I am one of a million, a common cog in this grate machine we call life. Easily replaced when I can no longer perform my duties, a faceless soldier who's only ability is to seek the approval of others. A faceless being in this world filled with plenty, nothing special just another tool, just another uniform fallowing his orders. I am one face who is shared by many more like me. One mindset, installed into a million more like me. Constantly being charged with an easily mastered task, and as time goes on I'm just as easily replaced by the same type as me.