The days pass and gather time
More people join
I remain behind.
I wonder if I’m going
To be the only one
New names on the list
I don’t add to the sum.
Many of them
Only one of me
It’s no mistake
What I choose to be.
Should I be one of them?
Maybe they’re wrong
Their numbers are strong.
I’ll take another day.
Maybe it’ll be okay.
CUL-DE-SAC 