As things fade, I see black. I can't see and I refuse to see anymore nonsense, so I turn my head. Now there's nothing. Children younger than young have children, cell phones and tablets...taking selfies. This world has changed. It becomes heavier, angrier, greedier, and darker. I have dreams of change and conquering the world through all of life's challenges and struggles. Leaving my mark. But the more I dream, the more they seem to get farther and farther and my hopes and dreams get weaker and weaker. Fading. But I will remain stronger and stronger. I won't give up. I will fight for me, my dream, and my future.