What Will You Do?

You choose what you want to do with your life, what this writing means to you, and who you are. Don't ever forget that.

There's nothing to say.

All there is, is an atmosphere. An atmosphere with fear and anxiety. It was like I met my inner thoughts. It was like I couldn't control who I was, anymore. I look in the mirror and ask, "Who am I?" But the mirror shatters and I'm left with the broken pieces. Picking them up, hands bloody, and trying to put it back together. The red from my hands begin to drip, and I collapse. I can still hear crying and screaming, but I am unable to move. I feel trapped. There's nothing to say, about that day. There's nothing I could do to make things better. There's nothing I can do to change the way the world views everything. Nothing. Because who am I? No one! I am just another nobody with nothing to say. But, I'm somebody to someone. But, I have something to say. But…none of that matters. Why? Because we are put down by the world, no one wants to hear the truth. The truth that the world is crazy. That, one day, I will not matter. You won't matter. Unless we make our impact on the world, now.

What will you do, to change the world?