"Could it be that there are people you are made for and people that you are made against?
I mean,
There are seven billion people in this world;
Aren't we all just reflections of one another?"
In this planet, there are over 7 billion people living.
All with different names and backgrounds.
No one can tell the future but one can tell of the past.
It's not always happy, but we try to move on.
We all have stories to tell and someday these stories will be passed on.
Will they like our stories, be inspired by it, hate it, relate to it?
It will all depend on who they are, I guess.