He says !

Being yourself

Sometimes, it's hard to find a word to express your feelings,
Sometimes, it's hard to find a safe place to stand.
Sometimes, it's hard to count the nights when sleep never found you.
Sometimes, it's hard even to know if you're truly alive.

Pain, tears, and suffering—the only companions your heart has ever known.
You smile, not for yourself, but to give others a reason to carry on,
You smile to create a doorway of escape for your own weary soul,
Even though, deep inside, pain and sorrow conspire to pull you down.

You've been pretending you're okay for as long as you can remember,
Hiding the cracks beneath the surface, playing the part.
But please, know this: it's okay to be sad.
It's okay to feel broken, to crumble, to fall apart.

You are not a superhero—you are human.
You're allowed to cry, to let your emotions rise and be heard.
Cry, laugh, run—do whatever your heart needs,
For this is your journey, your struggle, your path.

And that's how you become whole,
That's how you grow into the strength within.
You may not wear a cape,
But the battle you fight inside makes you more than a hero.

Through the tears, through the pain,
You discover what it means to live, to heal, to truly feel.
For the beauty of being human is not in perfection,
But in embracing the storm and finding your way through.

So, smile when you can, cry when you must.
Run when you're free, rest when you're tired.
You've got this—you are more than your struggles.
And that's what makes you powerful, that's what makes you real.