I watch the girl in the sea of soldiers, on the training field

She doesn't need no metal; her eyes are already a shield

There is something different about her, about her fixed gaze

There is ambition in her eyes and a scorching fire lit ablaze

This fire is cold, as if the fiery ice in it was burning itself out

And I understand that this girl, like me, was once lost without

The realization that even though the world was cruel, it still had

Something to live for, something to keep you from turning mad

That thing was hope, and I could see in the girl's silver grey eyes

That the girl had long stopped depending on hope to survive

Instead she was relying on her ambition, her fire, and her dreams

But however successful she'd do in the beginning with that scheme

No one lasts without hope and without it you'd be lost in the world

I know this feeling too well, for I too have been lost as life swirled

Into storms my mind molded into battles, monsters and demons

And different demons come and go with the come and go of seasons

I want to help her out of shallow water before she goes in too deep

Before her fire burns itself out and she goes into an everlasting sleep

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Random fact: Some people call me "Nike" though that's wayy far from my real name, DM for the long story 🥱😴

This one is connected to the last one <3