I was looking through my blog posts and found this in my drafts. I was 16 when I wrote this. Any thoughts? I pretty much feel the same way now as I did then and am not sure I have made much progress.
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A purpose
A cause
I want to change the world
Wake people up
Sound the alarm
People are hurting and the world is dying
Wake them up before it's too late
Too late to save the world
Have to help
Can't do nothing
Have to help
Can no one else feel it?
Can no one else sense this urgency?
An urgency to fight that which is not flesh and blood?
Corruption and depression
Selfishness and lies
Can't act like everything's okay
Like it's all hunky-dory
We can have fun but how much is too much?
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Sing a fun song
Fun can be fun but the world needs help
They're dying out there
Help them!
What am I saying?
I don't know
I'm sixteen
And a bit confused about this
How to help?
Sing a song?
Write a story?
Say "hello"?
I don't know
What to do?
What to say?
How to live?
Why
Why
Why












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