Listen to yourself.
You are a music note
Woven together with countless others.
There is a symphony resting on your shoulders.
You are a letter,
An acrobat stretching yourself across the world
To form words.
To write novels, to pull tears from eyes
Or sculpt smiles.
You are as necessary as the first cry of a baby
Or the last train home.
You are important because you are one of billions,
Not in spite of it.