Guardian angels.

When the night falls and tomorrow comes, I might not be the same. My face and my name will remain, but that's all. It's hard to stay sane in a crazy world, and who's to say what's crazy and what's normal? If we're crazy people in a crazy world, doesn't that make us very much normal indeed? The majority of life determines the norm, and it's the truth. To influence or be influenced, I reckon is the only way to change things. If you can't change the world yet, change yourself and start from your world. Like the ripple effect, how one thing affects the other, no matter how small, it causes a reaction that'll cause another reaction and the energy passes on. Everyday we find some form of escape from the heavy truth that lingers behind our earthly figures. The truth in our souls, the love in our hearts, the machinery in our minds, factor one amazing being. Humanity. How the most evil man may have a heart of love, and how the kindest soul may also hate. It's the way of life, how things can always change, how with each breath, nothing stays the same. What happened to loyalty? What happened to friends and love? Beliefs and virtues, life and heart. How these words have so little weight now. It saddens me.