All of these people... Just merely ants on this anthill we call a world... And my sister dancing in the sky beyond this hill... But down here, we don't matter, our choices can't change the world. And then I realize... Mine can.
"🅐🅡🅔 🅦🅔 🅙🅤🅢🅣 🅖🅞🅝🅝🅐... 🅚🅔🅔🅟 🅗🅞🅛🅓🅘🅝🅖 🅗🅐🅝🅓🅢?"
"🅓🅤🅝🅝🅞. 🅘🅣'🅢 🅝🅘🅒🅔 🅣🅗🅞🅤🅖🅗."
And when the world turns it's back on you, you turn your back on the world. It's not like the world ever cared, so why should you?