Ordinary

​Ordinary

I am only ordinary,
And indeed it might show.
I’m nothing more than commonplace
Although, looking for a glow-

You might find a few,
Somewhere, sometime-
Among the shimmering sparks that stem
From that soul of mine.

I lose more than I win
But I have more than most.
I’m insecure, I’m confident
I lie, I dream, I boast.

If disappointment are stars
Loneliness is my moon-
Though I’m asleep, most of the time
Til the sun shines brightly through.

If I were to try to say,
With some words, in some way
The things I want to say-
I wouldn’t find the way.

‘Cause I’m clumsy like that.
I get mad. I get sad.
I’m nothing like the others,
Yet sometimes- that is bad.

Roaming about the world
I know that I am free-
To go this way, that way, my way-
And call it ordinary.

Except I am not;
I am blessed,
With a mind, with a family, with friends and teachers and dreams and woes-
Unlike anyone else’s.

Ordinary?
Ordinary.

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Jesse