People

So many
People

Person
After person,

Crawling on
The face
Of this planet.

So many lives,
So many stories,
So many backgrounds.

So many know me,
But...I know so few.

They say, “Hi!”
As I stare back
In confusion.

I resist the urge
To reply with
“Who the hell are you?”

And they'll tell me
Stories of our past,
Memories long gone from me.

Memories I have no memory of.

These people,
They all know me,
But I don't know
Who they are.

There's just so
Many
People.