Small Talk

The synapses of my brain are much like yours,
But you don't see what I see.
My cerebral cortex is indistinguishable from that of other humans,
But they don't think what I think.
My left hemisphere functions much the same as hers,
But she does not speak the same language.
We are different, you and I.
We are different, and neither knows why.
We are different, in what we perceive,
Still more different, in what we believe.
I don't know much, yet I'm sure that you are wrong.
As for you, you believe that I sing a different song.
So maybe, just maybe we don't belong together,
Maybe, just maybe we should talk about the weather.
So we make our small talk, and still it's oh so funny,
You say it's partly cloudy, and I am sure it's partly sunny.

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