To think that there is someone out there.
Trying to duplicate your identity,
From the shoes you wear to the exact number of strands in your hair.
Trying to be someone they're not,
Hoping to find success.
Because this is their one shot,
To be like all the rest.
Celebrities all around the globe,
Trying to cover up their life.
To keep from being probed,
Leading to husbands protecting their wives.
But what if the clones aren't some random person off the street?
Not even your very own daughter.
What if we are the people that can't accept defeat?
Maybe we are our own imposters.