upon a time, I believed the world was large, and there were kind hearts everywhere; And that heroes no longer existed. Now I know.. I know that this world is small and cold; That kind hearts are few indeed; And heroes do exist.
They are the few and far between who stand up for what they believe in, who are kind to others despite being taken advantage of again and again. Who put up with this world's smog every day of their lives, just trying to make others feel good.
I long to find these heroes. That we may stand together, and I may learn how to be a better one myself.