The Band Wagon

By: Chicago

Is it wrong to be the way I am?

Generally carefree?

Or should I be like everyone else?

A shadow of what is me…

There are so many of them already,

Carbon copies everyone.

Would there even ever be room for me?

Or would I once again be shunned?

I wish I could know the answer

Before I change my ways.

So many questions fill my mind

I’m drifting through my days.

I’m blowing like a leaf

Feeling helpless in the wind.

A shattered star among millions

What hope is there to mend?

Faith in life and friends is gone

And hope flew with it, too.

How can a life go down so fast

When I’m barely even blue?

A.N. Yeah, I was having issues today. That’s probably why there are two new poems up under my name….