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I've seen the nights that never end, Where silence screams, and thoughts pretend That maybe pain will make it stop— This pressure, shame, this mountain top. I've felt the weight of cruel things said, Their echoes pounding in my head. Grades and gossip, whispers loud, A quiet soul lost in the crowd. But hear me now—I made it through, And I am here to speak to you. You're not alone, not weak, not wrong. The dark won't stay; the light is strong. The grades won't shape your heart or name, And bullies leave but you remain. One test, one voice, one hateful glare— They fade like ghosts into the air. But you, you're made of something more: A storm, a fire, an open door. I’ve walked this path you're walking now, Felt like I'd never make it out. But I did. And you will too. There’s so much beauty waiting for you. So don't give up. Hold on. Stay kind. The future needs your brilliant mind. If no one’s told you yet today— I’m proud you made it through this way. And if you’re lost, just take my hand. I’ve b