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.