my person is an insignificant one. there is no single purpose to flesh out the various impersonations i have done to appease the lot. the idea that i am however speaks more than i can ever hope to do with mere words, because i want better for our lives. i will do what it takes because i have an idea, i am an idea that things should not merely be this. we can be great without sacrificing our soul, or our sanity, or our ideas, we can be greatness of the generation with our perseverance for the right things.
the person i am is no longer of value, but the idea i hold is to me the most precious thing. i cannot escape feeling hopeless in virtual perpetuity because of the people who are, but they may create that feeling, it is up to you to determine otherwise. in a place of virtually nothing, only you can pull yourself up when all the world does is hurt you or misjudge you or just plainly messes with you, moreover so if its the one you hold dearest.