Who Are They, Who I Am

Lost in the depths of despair Where I cannot find any purpose in life. I look around my surroundings and observe, People are all the same. But there is a few too many who stands out As if they were chosen to be the light in this world. Their light shines upon my grey world. They're the beings who I want to be. Whatever they can do, I can do too. Their light gives me a sense of awe and full of hope, That I can be my own light. A light that never withers to despair, Instead shines greater. Who are they, it's who I am going to be.