Small world

So many people on a very small world,
Drifting around in the vastness of space.
The tiniest speck of dust in the desert of time.
millions of people moving along,
oblivious to others, joining the throng.
Not questioning why, Or what to do next.
Following the others like headless sheep,
Make money their god, Only fame they seek.
So Insecure, a facade to maintain.
We are all individuals with the power of thought,
caricaturists that are completely unique.
Get off the merry go round, don't be so weak.
You will be surprised where you will find,
The life that you seek.
Be yourself without pretense,
The benefits you find can be quite immense.