Libera Me From High School

There’s no difference but I’ll still maintain the vision

Because it’s over in a minute, and when it is I think I’ll be winning

When I walk across that stage and move on

On my day of salvation.

In the end I may fall crack but I won’t shatter

With the words in my heart and imagination as the key

I’m sure these rhymes will help set me free.

Maybe there’s no difference

But I’ll still maintain the vision

To become the ultimate, the one who transcended.

In the end I get the upper hand,

When imagination is king, I’ll wield it and become what I’ve seen

I’ll do the impossible

Touch the untouchable.

I’m liberated from the falcon’s fangs

But it’s never over

And this rhyme, this immortal flame

Will light my way

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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