There are so many great people in this world,
So many who have made it.
Like great war generals and presidents,
public heroes celebrated throughout the years.
I wonder, did they want to be great?
Did their hard work and persistence pay off?
Because there are so many people who aren’t remembered,
so many Marys and Davids and Betty Lous
Who were here like all of us are here,
But did not make it.
Did they want to be great?
Did their hard work and persistence just not pay off?
Everyone thinks they’re so special, and that they’ll make it someday.
But the truth is, everyone doesn’t make it.
Everyone isn’t successful.
If everyone made a name for themselves,
If everyone was remembered,
All of our history textbooks would be quite thicker.
So who am I to say that I will be remembered?
Who am I to say whether I’ll make it or not?
Because chances are, I will end up being like all of the untold millions
Who lived, achieved greatness, but not enough to be noticed, and died.
Who can say if I’ll be remembered at all?
Sometimes I think that there are just too many people in the world.