This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at UNT chapter.
Sometimes we are small
We are weak and we are scared
It seems as if there is nothing we can do
We push and pull, trying to get what we want in life
to change how things are or change ourselves, we think
we must do world-shaking things or weÂ
will end up as just specks of dust passing on this big earth
The universe doesn’t care if you succeed or not
The tides will not stop because you cannot go on
The trees will continue to grow, rain continue to fall
and people keep on living
So succeed anyways
No one else can do things exactly as another can
and yet everyone does their own
We are afraid of being nothing
but everything we do makes a difference in something
even if it is only in ourselves
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We are small and that doesn’t matter in the slightest