You

7.046 billion, the number of people that inhabit earth. You are one civilian, who may not realize your worth. This poem should not evoke self-pity, you should not ask yourself why. This poem is very witty, you should not justify. I know it's ludicrous, but you are part of that 7.046 billion. And you may find it a bit humourous, but you really are one in a million. Life is a gift, the beat of your heart a blessing. You must not drift, and you must stop suppressing. Life is full of chaos, but it is not time to say adieu. Many hardships you will come across, but that's what makes you, you.