Our future is in the hands of the dreamers
The creators, the doers, the believers
The ones that see the glass half full
The ones that are willing to push and pull
And fight for a better tomorrow
The ones with enough genius to be borrowed
We need to stand up with them, and stay extant
And make that tomorrow our present

Fear is like a cancer, it will eat at you until you're nothing.
It will make you weak like a bird with a broken wing.
If you're having a good day, fear will  change that
Once it has ahold of you it will make you grovel in tears, that's a fact.
Fear won't stop until it has won.
Until the weight on your shoulders feels like a ton.
I've found the only way to face fear is to accept it.
You will never get rid of it
But the sooner you can accept it, the sooner you can live.
Not hide, not cower, but actually live