The line of use

Look at things you've done, look how the shine. Can u tell me how bright they are? Are they bright enough to light the emptiness in your heart? How is it, that we can lit our passions, with nothing but a cold heart?....People say we gain inmortality in our actions, they say we will be remembered by the things we've done, but i know that's not true. Most people are forgotten, most people die in the shadows of their past-lifes, touching no one but themselves in their life, and vanishing at the death of those few who knew em.I know, that when i see u, laying dead, with that trouble face, the spark that u once had, will be gone along with your deeds, cause i wont remember you, cause u did nothing, cause u r not worth of it, cause you just let life moved within you, without ever doing a single thing worthily of your potential.People are not remembered by doing things, they are remembered by just trying to change that big normal status, for good or bad, by litting the passions u are searching, by giving body and soul to the risk, with a firm belief that they, with the inner change of their mind, could change the outer aspects of their life. You, standing in this point of your life, with not even a plan to work with, eager to grow into nobody, doing nothing but fullfilling an empty space, you, you are not different from the rest, and will die among a million same, with that ambition in your heart, and i, staring at your body, when u lay dead, will have nothing else to said, but: "So where's the spark now my friend?.....the one u talked abt.......the one that made u special" and rite there, when time and casuality meet in the last breath, my tears will be suffocated by the asshes, and your name forgotten in the echos and screams of a sad witness. Your friend.