No one

          No one but me


I’m not what I was

nor wanted to be

not happy not sad

not bandaged not free

not one in a million

not one of the crowd

not quiet

not silent

nor particularly loud


I’m not one of them

and I’m not one of those

I’m not into fashion

but I do wear their clothes

my looks are quite normal

for those who can see

though shorter than some

there are shorter than me


I’m a boy in a skin

that was made for a man

fulfilment is one thing

but fill it I can

I look to a future

in love with the past

the present just something

that somehow will past


I’m not what I was

nor wanted to be

just someone

who happened

a no one

but me!


When does it end? ►


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