Two-Sided Mirror

It seems today That the world is run by difference Things that set us apart Are both beloved and scandalized

It makes one wonder Why exactly that is the case A fear of the unknown, perhaps? Or even worse, of change?

Deep down inside We are all the same, no? What does it matter how you are In comparison to your fellow person

Or are we? One could argue that Every person is unique In their own special way

So again I ask What sets us apart? Everything at once And yet, nothing at all.