All these things, just boiling up underneath me, what if, just what if, oh what if, I were to really make a difference, to make things better, to help the people I know and see every day?
What if everything that I really and honestly believe might just be that important after all? That maybe these people that I know and don't are just the people I've been hoping for? There are so many of us out there, after all. Who am I to judge based on the tiny, almost insignificant sample I've been given?
Maybe the answer doesn't like in the rip, tear, and break. Maybe it is, like I always hoped but imminently doubted, in the bind and fix and aid.
What if everything that I really and honestly believe might just be that important after all? That maybe these people that I know and don't are just the people I've been hoping for? There are so many of us out there, after all. Who am I to judge based on the tiny, almost insignificant sample I've been given?
Maybe the answer doesn't like in the rip, tear, and break. Maybe it is, like I always hoped but imminently doubted, in the bind and fix and aid.