Start Again, I Am...Scholarship Slam
Nobody knows my name,
And nobody knows my smile,
I'm feeling like I'm all alone,
at least for a little while.
I've moved away from all I knew,
thought it was the end,
then took a closer look at my life,
and decided to start again.
I've pushed myself through classes,
attending four different schools at once,
at times I feel like giving up,
but I force myself not to run.
There's times when nobody's on my side,
and the world is crashing down,
but I have my family to support me,
to keep me safe and sound.
I love games with logic,
facts and percents,
and if something doesn't add up,
I'll just start again.
I can push through the military training,
to uphold the law of the land,
and if my martial arts training isn't enough,
the least I can do is offer my hand.
I don't care if words are poison,
a tolerance has been built,
if I see another infected,
just standing by is like walking on stilts.
There's plenty of time to figure out,
the what where how and when,
I can't say exactly who I want to be,
but if I'm not happy I'll start again.
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