I am in between
To my daily aquaintances,
Neither friend nor foe.
It's all a pretense
To the Outside
But not to the Inside.

I know who I am
On the Inside
But who am I
To everyone else
On the Outside
To the world?

We're all drifting
Unknown
Unnoticed
Through the fabric
Of space, of time
Of life.

No one knows,
No one cares.
How can we hope
To accomplish anything?
We are just one
In a world of nobodies.

And yet we must try.