I’ve always been Nobody,
gratefully.
How dreary to think
I came close
just one time
to being
Somebody.
I don’t need riches
and I don’t need fame
but once it would be nice
to live without blame.
I’ll always be Nobody,
thankfully.
How hopeful you were
that I just might
turn out to be
the scapegoat
you needed.
I don’t want you
and I don’t want that life
but still the thought
of a day without strife.
I am Nobody,
hopefully.
Autumn Siders 