Everything beautiful brings her to mind. I see her in the yellow flowers that grow in the Meadow by my house. I see her in the mockingjays that sing in the trees. But most of all, I see her in my sister, Prim.
"Oh yes, I am wise
But it’s wisdom born of pain
Yes, I’ve paid the price”
But I don’t wanna go, but it’s time to leave.
You’ll be on my mind, my destiny.