Wind blows

Leaves scuttle across the street

The Sidewalks are empty

I walk these dirty streets alone

This town is dead

Not a single soul around

Yet the wind whispers to me as it blows and changes directions

The only friend I've got right now

Yet some how ..... I belong

Even though I'm all alone ..... I fit in

I feel at home

No one to question me

No one to hate me

No one to get in my way

It's me against the world

Strangely enough .... I'm ok with that