A fire burns in me. One so bright and powerful I cannot control it. I am moved so strongly, so forcefully, I have no words. What do I call this force that drives me? How do I tell you of this feeling churning inside. I try to keep my head clear. I shake my body as if I can rid myself of this feeling. It comes and goes. As a waves Eb flow. I am overwhelmed. I am fueled by this... this feeling. A word cannot describe, a whisper cannot control, a mind cannot prevent this feeling inside from over taking me. I look to the skies, I scream to the heavens. I scream until I must stop for air. People stop and stare, Someone has out their phone and snaps a picture of the girl who screams like a banshee. I run away. My legs grow weak but the feeling drags me on. I can now name this feeling. It is the feeling that drives all of the people on earth. It is the motive that brings justice to the world...
It is Passion.