Just a thought

I'm a rushing, chugga-chugga-choo-choo, train headed down the wrong tracks...

I'm a salmon trying so desperately to swim upstream...

I'm a lost child in a sea of people at the street fair...

I'm a wandering soul, searching, traveling the world over...

I'm a speeding car, driving down the wrong side of the highway...

I'm an ignorant tourist in a foreign land...

I'm a pocket full of quarters when the machine only takes dollar bills...

So what makes you wonder why I don't fit in?