Some days I feel alienated
from the people around me.
They talk and walk like me,
but their words are strange.
Resembling thoughts of a different tongue,
the humor of a separate species.
Loving everything Kardashian.
Clothes made from the same cloth,
clones made from the lowest elements.
What happened to individuality?
What happened to modesty and charm?
It’s lost to our race.
Lost in the wake of selfies.