I am a nobody. To none, noted as scientist, writer or actor.
I am a somebody. To many, as wife, mother, and friend.
Perhaps you too are both no one and some one.
In some ways, oh so ordinary.
In some ways, oh so extraordinary.
Within each and every one is this dynamic paradox:
To live an ordinary live,
In an extraordinary way.
But, in living a life,
a nobody ordinary life,
in an extraordinary way,
Is to choose to be
A unique No One.
I am a no one.
I am a some one.