why to care?

I am about to cry

What the hell happened, brother? I assume I am at a loss for identity; this is so demining. Just wow, is this how I get a comment?( I don't remember you)

An absolute soul-crushing thing just happened. Now, can I go die in peace? How can I be this bad at living? I am so plain, to scared to make a mark. This is preposterous. I have been cursed for being average, but it will not be like this. I am supposed to be someone who is known; I have to be different, create my own path; this way of living, people who know you, demise you. People who you have met don't believe in your existence. How can you live a life like this? Is this the way it is supposed to end? Is this how it was destined to be? To do nothing on this piece of rock floating in the middle of the black ocean we call space. I think not; I say I fight, with all the last remaining embers that I have left, for my Meir existence to create a prophecy that was never meant to be. The lives we get are to do something that was never done before. This fleeting time that we spend on earth shouldn't be meaningless. Keep searching Be relentless in your pursuit no matter what people say. If this Globe has given you a chance, then prove it, no matter how pathetic this life may seem. Be the unwavering sun in the middle of a sunny day. Burn through everything on which you shine. Make a remarkable story. And atlas, how cliché it may sound, 'Never give up' because it's really the only thing you have till death.