The stillness.

Still, courage even though you know you might get killed.

Still, wandering around, even though you know you might get lost.
Still, lighting up fires, even though you know they will get put up.
Still, dreaming, even though you know they may never come true.
Still, falling in love, even though you got sick before.
Still, thinking, even though it got you a headache.
Still, the sun shines, even though it's been raining.
Still, dawn comes always after dusk.
Still, trusting people, even though they keep on disappointing you.
Still, knowing you can fly, even though you are not a bird. Basically.
Still, travelling in a place, even though you know it might crash.
Still, here, even though you hate the place.
Still, say the truth, even though you might be hated.
Still, happy. In a sad world.
Still me.
Still you.
Still us.