I am the student sitting in the classroom with child like eyes

What I see you can not imagine and I cannot describe.

I gather knowledge with every passing day, 

and pretend like my world is not fading away. 

I'm the anemic and belemic that people don't think is real. 

I'm the sister of the dead with wounds that won't heal. 

I'm the daughter of a crazy woman who wish I weren't here, 

so all I've waited was some kind of way out ot appear. 

I am the one who makes it easy, in hopes that smiles lie. 

I've been everywhere and I've happened to decide. 

Though my travels have made flaws and cracks have shown through. 

I've worked hard to get where I am and it's not about them its you. 

Eventually we all have to spread our wings and make that choice. 

You have to grow up and find your voice. 

I am the one who've dropped all thats bad. 

The sickness, illness, and the life I've had. 

I know that I've gathered the experience I need. 

I've made the mistakes and I've learned how to bleed. 

And now that I have myself and the ones above watching over me.

I am the one who will suceed.