I’m nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there’s a pair of us — don’t tell!
They’d banish — you know!
How dreary to be somebody!
How public like a frog
To tell one’s name the livelong day
To an admiring bog! –Emily Dickinson
When my 9th grade teacher gave us this poem, I read it and immediately connected with the speaker. For the first time, I read a poem where the author felt just as disconnected as I did! And, although the author had a completely separate reality compared to mine; that is the beauty of art–it speaks timelessly without boundaries.