I see these people walking by
And wonder about their lives.
Do they excel at something great?
Are the filled with love or with hate?
Questions – so many unknowns,
Like what is it like at their home?
Do they sit around with nothing to do,
Or do they fill their lives with the new?
I guess I just want to compare;
To know if life is treating me fair,
But really it’s apples and oranges,
And the differences should not be important.
But I can’t help to wonder still;
Maybe my curiosity will never have its fill.
I just wish I could be
Someone remembered in history.
That means I need to make my mark
But have no idea where to start.
I have ideas for sure
But nothing is assured,
For life is filled with uncertainty,
And I can only be me.