One of You

I've had enough of running,

I've had enough just standing,

So I took a step,

And there I was; Falling.

Judge me not by my countenance,

Credentials or even by my words,

Because I'm one of you,

Men & Women of clay.

With dreams of my own,

And those of my Home,

I tread these paths you've trodden,

And try not make it a burden.

Try as I may,

To keep my head above the waters,

And my legs moving forward,

Alas, I'm never a free bird.

I plead to you my guilty conscience,

For the things that I did,

Or did not do,

Because I too, am one of you.