It's funny how...
It's funny how I cannot sleep.
Funny how it's five in the morning and I'm looking in the mirror.
How, amusing, that it's only at the end of my day that I feel unaccomplished.
Amusing really how, when I look in the mirror, no one's looking back.

If one image could change your mind,
why do you only see in darkness?

If one note could make you smile,
why do you only listen in chaos?

If one thought could make you feel,
why do you only fear?

If one action could change the world,
act