Extra Ordinary

When I was small I thought I was unique, Another soul like me had never lived, With a mind rightly in a different league, From its troubles I’d give the world a lift. All too soon, my aura began to fade, Gone! Dreams of a life extraordinary. In an adult world of an average grade, I flew on a common trajectory. In my later years, I came to realize, Different from the rest my instincts were not, With humanity I could sympathize, Mine was a story sharing the same plot. By hard-earned wisdom I have been set free, To be at ease with the man that is me.