feeling so small when you look at the sky
closing your eyes
wishing you could fly
just one person in the world
what difference could you make?
what's the point of living in sorrow
no telling what struggles brings tomorrow
so you bat your lashes once more
saying, "I'm just one person that no one will miss, the earth will keep spinning if I move on today"
you have no fear
you hear no sound
the only thought in your mind is that it's your turn to fly.
Don't be that 2 million plus one
Because one can make 2 million times the difference to another one
If no one else than me
I've been there,done that, did that, felt that
I will help
But please, don't stop your world from spinning, because the moment you do, you make mine stop going round, too.