Human existence is a shallow thing, ultimately.
Most humans go through their lives with little to nothing to show for their existence in the end.
When your blood has cooled in your veins and the light behind your eyes has faded, what will be your legacy?
A history of regret and a tale of sorrow?
A family that bears no true care for your passing?
Will the world simply forget your existence?
Will you just fade into the ether leaving nothing behind?
Or will you fight for your existence?
Will you struggle and strive to leave behind a legacy that all will remember?
One that will define the future for all of those to follow in your wake?
Will you choose to be a shadow on the wall?
Or will you be the raging fire that allows those shadows to live?
Only time will tell.
Yet, even still.
I know what my choice is.