I am trying. That's it you see. I have been trying, and some days are easier than others
There are people like I describe Captain. One of them, he showed me the universe.
People say this world is broken. A wasteland. By comparison, this world is a paradise. When you see the end of all things, you start to wonder if maybe those people, the corrupt ones, the ones you fight, if maybe they will win.
Every day those are the thoughts I fight against. I'd like to have my say, have my voice heard. But how do I even begin?