The robot clones
They're programmed
Every word
Every move
Has got to be perfect

They have no brains
Wearing the same things
Speaking the same things
They are not different

I see them every day
At a lab called school
These robot clones
Are labeled 'popular'

The words they speak
The stares they give
The ignorance,
It's harsh
harsh
harsh

They do not listen
They are not nice
They constantly ignore me
Because I am not one of them

I am not a clone
I am a human girl
With rights
And choices
And freedom

I can talk
I can think

But for the robot clones,
That's breaking the rules.