The image given above is your prompt for the week. Write whatever comes to mind.
In the sea of humanity
Milling around like directionless molecules,
We each try to find our identity, our place
Realizing our insignificance, yet knowing our uniqueness
Each of us is cognizant of our importance, real or imagined
Like tiny ants we go about purposefully on our missions
Are we, each of us
Making any difference?
Or are we deluding ourselves
That we are doing something worthwhile?
Written for RXC PROMPT #227, hosted by Reena