We are part of a fraction in the world
All trying to find our place
Floating like the air around us
But the only difference is visibility and how we make used of it.
What is our piece of the world
What are we carving out for ourselves to live in
The journey there is not easy
The journey there is not always found
But if it ever is,
Then grab hold and never let go
No matter how hopeless it feels in the moment
Now isn't that easier said than done
I myself cannot count on one hand the amount of things I stopped
All for reasons of lacking motivation or feeling insecure
Have not felt that what I am doing is enough to mean something

We are part of a fraction of the world
One that is made up of many types of people
Some we can understand
Some we cannot
But we are on the same planet
All trying to pave a way in the world
All finding the stepping stones to it
Even if it means losing things along the way
Even if it means losing ourselves for a brief moment
But there is a time
When we are all alone
Left with our thoughts
Left with the memories
Where we reflect
Where we are reminded
Where we are haunted
Where we see what we had
Where we see what we should hold onto