Sitting in a bookstore

As I sit here in this bookstore I can't help but think of all the time that must have been put into the different stories. 
How difficult some of the words  were to write down. 
Some of them might never get picked up or even given a second glance. 
The countless hours and days that were devoted to the pages that will never find a reader. 
From fiction to non and self help to history someone took the time to work on them but no one has the time to read them
Is it better to be unwritten? 
Or is it better to pour your heart and soul into the pages even if it gets covered in dust. 
Sitting in a bookstore wondering what I'm so scared of.