Oh no, oooh no!
I can hear my heartbeat.
Is this a nightmare?
Am i lost within my own thoughts?

---The words i heard in my lost state---

It was all a mistake, you shouldn't have.
There are far too many strangers here,
Too many people in one room.
You cannot think, How do you suppose to grow?

Failure is certain, slowly it will begin,
First the doors will be closed to avoid in more strangers.
Yet this will be too late, the oxygen level reduces, water becomes scarce.
Panic begins, chaos follows, and Booom! It all comes crashing down.

And what will you do?

---But there was another voice, a calm and courageous one---

Dear Mario, the room does not get smaller by the increasing number of people.
It gets bigger, for it is the content of a barrel that determines its value.
These people are no strangers, they are your brothers in Asia,
Remember your sisters in America? Your cousins in Europe?
There is unity in diversity.

You are you, but you have to push pass your borders to truly know them.
Borders may seem a place of stability, safety, but it is at the frontiers between us,
Ideas are shared, the borders, lessons are learned.

What will you do?

---And my response was bold---

I will be me and become better with them.
I am a Physicist, A poet, A developer, so why should i worry?
For i have people to lean on, friends from diverse disciplines across the globe.

Too many of us listen to the first voice, the world can be better if we listen to the second.
In the little things we do, we make an impact.
And i am not lost, i am at home, and home is steemit!

Thank you for your help!