When You Lose I Lose As Well

I sometimes wonder about myself.
 Couldn't I just be making this all up as I go along?
 Though I feel alone at times,
 shouldn't I feel like I belong?
 I imagine myself to be who I want to be.
 Though I feel along at time shouldn't I feel like I belong?
 I can hear those trumpets they are playing for me and only me.
 They are there to remind me I'm alive.
 I sometimes wonder about myself.
 Couldn't I just be making this all up as I go along?
 I was born out of nowhere.
 As if I had been dropped from the sky.
 My mother the clouds that cushioned me.
 My sister the flowers I saw on my way down.
 My brothers cradled me as I laid there alone.