The screams
They fill the air.
Can't you hear them?
The children…
Gasping for air
Begging for mercy
Coming out alive
I wonder if it was the best choice for me.
Do you think it was the best for you?
Every little thing I do
It reminds me of the innocent children I killed
Even the most skilled
With emotion, loss, and despair
Couldn't escape this torture
The games, which ruined 24 children's future.
We didn't win
No one did
We all lose
May it be life
Or may it be faith or mind
We all lose, in some way
The capitol has tricked us
They told us that if we won
Everything would be nice, exhilarating…fun.
But I don't feel any of that
I feel bad and guilt is killing me
I am Katniss Everdeen
I am The Girl On Fire
I am the spark that started the rebellion.