Some wonder, ‘what’s the point of living if we’re all just born to die?’ Sure, some ships are made to wreck, but you don’t have to drown with the rest of them! Sing not for the final outcome, sing a song of how they tried! When they’re overtaken by words bent on breaking, when they cry ‘monotonous, but not this!’, wipe the sweat from their brow, take the load from their shoulder, and offer a steady hand. Not because they deserve it, but because you can! Let yourself be the water that extinguishes the flames, the finger in the dam, the ray of sunshine that banishes those dark clouds that follow overhead! Be the reason they choose peace over annihilation! Smile, for the world is a dark enough place already; we need all the beauty we can get. (Help like you’re the only one who can.)