This world could be inverted.

We may be functioning as seahorses.

Maybe, all that we live is imagined,

like we are really living in a dream.

 

We may be infidel to our respective beloveds

just like the seahorses. 

Maybe, our natural gender role

is reversed as that of the specie of seahorse.

 

We are just as unique 

even if we comprise of a specie, 

in group or individually.

We may be seahorses really.