Roar

Be strong they say, so wear your mask and stop regretting. Heavy are your burdens, yet light is your steps, in pain but still smiling. Be brave they say, so act as if you fear nothing. Push forward as terror creeps into your heart, even by crawling. Be humble they say, so keep yourself grounded while remain craving. Unbound and unbroken by grief, ready for anything. So roar my friend, show what horror you hold despite your bleeding. Let them learn your name, your legacy, and run into hiding.