A clone's deathwish

He walks through life
In the stepps of another
Closer than friends, or a long lost brother

Can you live knowing you were made for spare parts?
Just incase another you needs a spare heart

Would you ever be jealous, to see the not you be normal?
Knowing people hate you, created by people with no morals

Is it bad to want to be in his place?
For the minds are so different, but they share the same face

Could you live on, to be pieces for the other?
Or would you want to die, cause there's always another