I started to write this piece of poetry to just reflect on my freshmen year of high school. The freshman year was rough for me, Although, I was not a disciplinarian, I started to decline. Classes were hard, math being the hardest. I was in Student Government, where I help served the school with needs. I got into a depression when I made threats to hurt myself. I felt that nobody care and that nobody would help me. I also faced some challenges with my parents, with fussing about personal issues and other grown-up issues. I did not want to see my parents fight. Even in my religious being, I started to lose faith. But one day,someone told me that I was worth something and that the things that I challenge this year were just a test. I realized that I had to look into myself and let things of the past go behind. The past is gone, today is here, tomorrow may not come. I realized we have to do the best we can as beings. We cannot give up, we fall down, we get back up. These words accompany with all that I feel from this year in many ways more than one. I want viewers who read this piece will get an understanding to look inside themselves and to push hard despite the circumstances.