LITTLE OLD YOU.

Little old you.

Sat hunched in the corner.

Waiting.

Ignored.

Silent.

Small.

Unimportant.

Unable to reach people.

Therefore unable to make a difference.

To anyone.

Or anything.

Opinions.

And because of all this there is little point in you developing ideas.

Opinions.

Or unique notions.

Don’t bother being creative either.

Because no one is looking.

And no one is listening.

So the creativity and passion and drive that you have had inside you since birth.

(And it is in there).

It may as well stay inside.

Because what’s the point of expressing yourself?

In a vacuum.

Little old you.

Sat hunched in the corner.

Waiting.

Billion.

In your lifetime.

No matter how old you are right now.

You will easily connect with 1,000 people.

Easily.

There’s social media.

There’s just getting off your arse and getting out there.

Helping people.

Being generous.

Initiating meaningful conversations.

1,000 people is not hard.

And neither should it be hard to encourage your 1,000 people to connect with their 1,000 people in the same way.

Why?

Because if you do.

You are one step away.

One click away.

One conversation away.

From one million people.

And you are two steps or two clicks or two conversations away from.

One.

Billion.

Other.

Human.

Beings.

Something to Say.

If you have something to say.

Or if there is something you want to do.

Or if there is something you want to change.

Fucking say it.

Or do it.

Or change it.

Say it or do it over and over and over.

And if you don’t have something to say or do.

Or if there is nothing you want to change.

Have a word with yourself.

Get off your arse.

And find something to say.

Find something important to do.

Find something to change.

Then fucking make it happen.

Because if you are two steps away from 1 billion people.

You are just three steps away from everybody.

Little Old You.

Little old you.

Sat hunched in a corner.

Waiting.