Hey You. Yes You. Capital letter for a beautiful dreamer. Heart of Gold and Mind of Stone but a weakness affecting them both. No Strength maybe, no Will. Few Friends and too many Ifs. "If I was Better, oh What If I Can't. Would I be Stronger? Should I be Dead..."

But Hey You that I know so well. You that I've seen today, that I've tried to comfort in the rain, let me say that a Voice woke me up one night and It whispered a few thoughts in my head.
And in my mind, I realized It was myself. Only this Voice was the Soul I had kept ignoring all my life, the Piece of the puzzle I had wept for all this time. A God I'd forgotten to love again.

You are the hero. Because your life should matter more to yourself than anything you think you know. Because someone looks up to you, someone can see this. Someone somewhere can believe you are fearless. And this someone should be You.