Here's to passing

Hope and despair
As I sit here studying the ancient craft
A demon bestowed upon me
My freedom for my soul
Or was it an angel who granted me
Infinite power and knowledge
To grow wings and fly away
Into the nether
Escape from this reality and form my own

I stare out the window
The blue clear skies
Calling for me to take flight
And leave my mortal bounds
Of this human body
Become what I really am
Am I a hell spawn?
Or an angel?
No mirrors reflect what's inside
My shell disguising every image

Is there any hope for me?
Or is it all just despair?
They all see me in my projected image
Of what I want to be
Maybe that is who I am
I am who I want to be
And I will continue to grow
Be it angel or be it hell spawn
I am alpha, and I am omega
You can never define me
I am one, and I am all
No walls to bind me
No doubt to pin me

I shall embrace hope and despair
These are my two weapons

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Currently trying to study for my midsem but as you can see I am procrastinating. I'm finding it hard to take in what I am doing, but at the same time, I know it? Well I see it and I know it, but I don't know if I can retain the information for the next few hours. Maybe I am starting to stress now, which is a good sign but I'm not too sure. 6.30pm is judgement time.