One Of Many

[pegesus]

I am but a cog in the wheel of life
a first cog, but cog just the same
I live on from kings and queens
people who should have meant something

we all felt exileration at ourselves
felt our importance over others
yet some of us felt pain, physical and mental
at what was expected of us, what we could not give

I feel for my ancestors, and yet I feel pain for myself
knowing I am of someone, yet am no one meant to be
there are members of my family who wallow in themselves
then there is me, who somethimes feel shame for being

I know who I amy yet I know not who I should be or want to be
I dwell on this, I dream of this, always dreaming of family
why should this be....why should I be....why should any one be
All share the fame at one time or another, to what I know not

We are all one of many from the past.....people who mattered
now....we do not matter...we just produce the many...
Those who no longer matter....who no longer care about others
only destroy what once mattered...and go on to be nothing