I am no one
There is nothing special
About those before me
Their lives not crucial
To life's grand scheme
I will not inherit money
That is of notable size
Humble was my family
Nothing left for surprise
There is no fate or destiny
That makes me important
To help nurture society
My life had no intent
I am just an average person
No secrets waiting in store
What I know to be certain
I am me and nothing more
This means no path is set
Whatever I choose to do
All the challenges I've met
Is truly mine through and through
All I may accomplish alone
Whatever I may become
I can truly call my own
And really go from no one
To someone
I got the inspiration for this poem from a comic strip with a boy and his dying mother. If anyone knows the comic, please PM, so I can give credit where credit is due.