My Best Mentor
Oh agony, sweet agony
How much I've learned from thee
The pain you brought, and lessons you taught
Are what showed me who to be.
Agony, sweet agony
You taught me how to be alone
And even throughout all of my doubt
You showed me where was home
So agony, dear agony,
Your reputation falters
But you are the best professor
And all your students the scholars
Agony, triumphant agony,
I know now who I am
I no longer doubt my courage
I need not a soul to hold my hand
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