I will fight forever
When it seems like all is lost I will fight harder
When I trip and fall I will bleed words and be stronger
When I can no longer write I will speak until they cower
When my ideas are all long gone I will pass on my plans with honor
I will not give up until we have finally won
And even once we win peace we’ll always be ready
“Do not worry my dear, speak with your hands and use your power.”
Moving on is different for everyone, and eventually, you’ll never think of them again.
Is what I hear from everyone.
I always said that it’d be the best day when I leave this school
But I’m not so sure now.
Sure, it wasn’t always easy,
But I gained so much good:
The best teacher I’ve ever had.
The confidence I always needed.
I will be the court jester
But when you remind me of my past
My lungs refuse to laugh
Now I fall quiet
A sad smile dances on my lips
As I glance at you with pain in my eyes
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