Shouting dust.

Have you ever felt like dust in the wind,or I'm the only one?
With every day that passes by,I feel more and more insignificant.Not only for the world,but even for myself.Flying from one corner to another and leaving nothing behind to be remembered is not quite what I had in mind while growing up,but I guess that this is what naive people face with when the reality strikes them.
It's just that some of them face it and stand tall in front of it and others just don't know how to react.That's why instead of living,they hide behind a so called life..
What is worse..the few persons who are always there for you,start to be loved back by a shadow which fades away in time.It's not their fault that you can't resist the numbness..that the lack of trust pulls you under and you know it won't let you go unless you release your mind.But still,you're here..
Some people think that it's all about how you live your live..I think that at the end of the day, staying alive it's all that matters.