When You Lose I Lose As Well

I sometimes wonder about myself.

Couldn't I just be making this all up as I go along?

Though I feel alone at times, shouldn't I feel like I belong?

I imagine myself to be who I want to be.

Though I feel along at time shouldn't I feel like I belong?

I can hear those trumpets they are playing for me and only me.

They are there to remind me I'm alive.

I sometimes wonder about myself.

Couldn't I just be making this all up as I go along?

I was born out of nowhere.

As if I had been dropped from the sky.

My mother the clouds that cushioned me.

My sister the flowers I saw on my way down.

My brothers cradled me as I laid there alone.