By Tara Overzat
“Weep for yourself, my man,
you’ll never be what is in your heart
weep little lion man,
you’re not as brave as you were at the start
rate yourself and rake yourself,
take all the courage you have left
wasted on fixing all the problems
that you made in your own head.”
-Little Lion Man, Mumford and Sons
I roared. And nothing happened. I feel like a hypocrite.
In my head I’m still the crusader – the girl who, with a little bit of hard work, can help society defeat poverty. Inequality. Sexism. Racism. Now that I’m older I know that I can’t do it alone. But I never thought that I’d make an effort that went absolutely nowhere. This makes me feel like a hypocrite because I publicly pronounced that a change would come. And despite my best efforts, none came.
At what age do we begin to realize that not only are we not superheroes, but that sometimes, every once in a blue moon, our work is for nought?