He left.
He left a long time ago.
I cried, I screamed, and I cursed. But I survived.

They still don't understand.
They expect me to fail. They don't trust me to make it through.
I'll show them how wrong they are.
Keep judging me.
Keep believing that I won't make it.
It'll make it so much sweeter when I prove you wrong.

I won't be broken.
I won't be brought down.
'Cause it's my time to shine now. And I'm a star.

(Art is a sketch, by the ever-talented ZeFire01, of Wolfe. Go look at more of his work. He's amazing.)