I’m nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there’s a pair of us--don’t tell!
They’d banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog.
To tell your name the lifelong day
To and admiring bog.
The *mental image I have always had of this poem is that this an encounter between two extremely introverted people at some kind of party. Parties are kind of horrible for people who are introverts! And this party is especially horrible, and loud.
So, imagine a teenage introvert who spies a kid a few years younger than herself hugging the back wall of this somewhat crowded gathering. The teen can see the other kid is miserable so she heads over to find out what is wrong. Of course, what is wrong is that this kid is kind of miserable. So, the teen keeps the other kid company and tells her it’s okay to be introverted.
*By “mental image,” I actually mean that I have an entire backstory. And by backstory, I mean that this particular party is a family gathering and the younger character has had an argument earlier in the evening with her more extroverted mother, who simply cannot understand how she managed to end up with a wallflower for a daughter.