So I stand in a corner
Watching things go by
The busy street seem to burst with so many activities happening all at once
But I never felt more sure
I just had an epiphany
I have a purpose
Like the bees to honey
Like butterflies to flowers
Even worms to a decomposing body
As I see past people crossing the streets
In different directions
Cars honking to get past a gridlock
Chaos of everyday life widely displayed in front of me
I have never had this much of a clarity
I matter
Like every single thing in this world
Little steps can get me somewhere
I have a purpose
I ought to accomplish
I may not know it yet
For now I'll start by crossing this street.
