Outliers

We are not part of an obvious life

We have always been outliers

Laying down in exquisite numbers

Imitating replicas of non-considered data

Dismissed by specialists, discredited deviation

Ignored by statistics, distopia

Our language does not find references in historic books

Our head thinks differently from the ordinary crowd, common ground

Mother language dreams, misspellings, mistakes, issues

Are we different in type or just some unreadable typos?

Will it always be like this? Us against them? Flawed proof of value

Can we find out how to become regular in essence?

No matter the unsatisfactory result, the nature won’t change for nothing unworthy

Our destiny is out of the records. Far from the average finales.

Single-digit format multi versed sampling.

We are a version of a finite universe, explored but still unknown.