Striving
I strive to be a good person
A good person
How utterly boring
I don’t strive to change the world
The world is always changing
And it’ll do it in its own time
Not on anyone else’s dime
Someone once said “obedient women are never remembered”
I guess I’ll be forgotten
But what that person neglected is everyone is eventually forgotten
Oh sure, their name is known
But the quality that made them, them is lost
Am I being too morbid?
The world needs good people
So I guess it’s not the worst thing to strive for
I could strive for myself and the betterment of my station
I could strive for others misfortune
So I guess it’s not the worst thing I could want
Even if others may sneer at my goal
-Kel Dayheart
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