what have i really done to make a difference in the world.

i use to have these dreams and aspirations. where did they go? have they been lost this whole time? or am i the one that is really 'lost'?

We use humour to hide our true intentions, and when our true intentions are revealed we use humour to cover it up. Is this some sick twisted ironic truth about life? Or is there something that i'm missing along the way?

Have a purpose you fool.