We pride ourselves in individuality

In how unique we can become.

But we all follow the same rules

In the aims to be _someone_.

Out in society we apply ourselves

To dress codes

_But look, my cuff links are different_

Dude, you look like a penguin

And that’s not a compliment.

But none of that changes what happens

When we recede to our own spaces.

Doesn’t matter the gender,

Or difference between races.

So when the lights go out for the night,

Even assassins will miss their mark,

Because unlike in the daylight,

We all look the same in the dark.