Sometimes I think it's ok to be selfish
It's ok to think for yourself
Its ok to ignore everyone else
But most of the time its not.
Life is not about selfish acts
When a blind man is walking across a restaurant and bumping into tables and walls
Who will be selfless to guide him?
When a crying child is sitting in the middle of the store scared and lost
Who will make time to find their parents?
When you're driving to the store and drive pass an elderly woman who is struggling to push her own buggy much less pick her own groceries up
Who will turn around and help her for just a little while?
When you hear that small, kind voice in your head telling you to do something kind
Why not do it?
Everytime I dont act on that voice I am full of regret
Everytime I do, I have this joy
I can't quite explain it
But everytime I look into their eyes and see the hopeful happiness of someone that cares, that someone is willing, that someone is kind enough.
I feel a hole being filled in my chest
I refuse to follow my fellow generation
