All claim individualism
But very few can back up
And claim that true.
The teacher teaches and corrects
With nothing else to do than enforce the subject matter
And doesn't think twice of the student's thoughts.
The cubicle worker sharpens his pencil
And lets the tasks of the day consume him
And he complains about his tyrant boss to his wife that very night.
The drummer of a band constantly swings his sticks
Constantly thinking of how to get better or improve his skills
And just to prove the best.
And yet the lone author hikes a forest in the rain
And absorbs the moment around him
And is looked down upon.
All claim individualism
But very few can back up.
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