When what should be important to you gets left behind, the significance of you lessens just the same. You become faceless when you stop caring. Whether it be because of ignorance, indifference, carelessness, or cowardice the expectation of your contribution diminishes along with the importance of it. You give up your face, your opportunity to stand out, when selfish lines are what you live along. Walking with the masses of the faceless, you feel strong, you feel purpose. But the purpose to belong won’t give you an expression worthy enough for the ones with faces to stop for you. No, they walk right on by.
In(Between) Dreams 