My mind clicks...
With ideas that everyone knows...
Things that have already been thought...
So many years before me...
Movies our eyes have already watched...
Books we've already read...
TV shows that are out of curve balls to throw...
Music that sings the same song just in a different tune...
How are we suppose to have an original idea...
When someone long before us has already thought them...
Songs, movies, books, shows...
All diseased with the same story...
We live in a clichéd world...
Doomed to live this plague that is...
A cheap imitation...