Finding your place, precarious as it may be. You fi ght for it. Fight to keep it. Beyond the inner workings of society. Beyond conventions. Beyond the common good.
Beyond individual liberties. You play around the rules to keep going. Even to the point of transgression. Even if it means doing wrong. Even if the oppressed rise up. They believe in something better. They are committed. In the face of all opposition. Against all odds.
They fight. Exhausted they still build. Something different. Differently. A foundation for the new. For their sake. To exist. Caught up in the gears, they combine. Blend in with the crowd. Again.
For how long?
