i am not important
i am no bigger than a sand-speck in this
wild
weary
world
i am infinite still
i am ever moving and ever flowing
and i am still not important
because i have no sense of the world
and i have no way to make a mark because i haven't hit the big
one
eight
and even then i may not be important because how is someone important if they are scared?
how is someone worthy if they do not have patience?
how can a kid who took over three months to learn how to work her locker be important in the end of it?
why are any of us?
