I wrote this piece roughly two to three years ago. It was during a time where I was experiencing much internal conflict. I was stuck between wanting to change the world, and fearing that change was far out of reach. In time I've learned that not everyone will leave an impactful mark on history. In fact, most of us will remain nothing more than mere names on long faded tombstones after we die. Truthfully, one single soul cannot change the world for the better. It takes generation after generation of consistent efforts to even begin to see a spark of change within our society. I hope that someone can look at this poem and realize; it doesn't take anyone special to make a change. The ignorant, weak, and foolish can push forward lasting efforts that will cause society to shift. I may not accomplish anything in my time but if I had the opportunity to inspire others to cause change, then I lived a completed life.