Mediocrity

I know that it is a foolish desire of mine to be more than mediocre. I desire to make a difference, to do something that is life altering. I don't want to sit on the side lines, watching others help, save, and change the world. But who am I? The answer is simple, I am nothing. Nothing extraordinary, I am barely average. How can I make a difference? No matter how many lives I save by putting dangerous criminals behind bars, no matter how many children I attempt to help through charities, no matter how many people I hope to inspire through writing. What good has it all done, have I made any difference or have my acts just been solitary drops of water in the ocean of this life. I am less than the dust of the earth, how can I ever hope to make a contributing difference in this life.