Every one of the people I consider friends has taught me something worthwhile, and I want to take a minute to thank them.
To Josh, who taught me that anyone can fight for what they believe in.
To Brandon, who taught me that a smile can be the sunshine to someone's day.
To Nigel, who taught me that anyone can improve, no matter what.
To Noah, who taught me that now matter how big you are in the world, you can be kind to anyone.
To dear Holly, who taught me that every voice deserves to be heard, no matter how small.
And to Thomas. For being my best friend for so many long, happy years.
To the entire class of Lapel, 2015: Thank you.

I don't live by any motto
I stand firm that life is a deck of cards
And how we live is how we draw
Some people draw a good hand, royal
Some  don't get much,2 of a kind
It's just the luck of the draw
And how you play that hand
So will you learn
When to hold 'em
And when to fold 'em

Our names won't be remembered
If we die like trampled flowers
I refuse to be forgotten
Written off as less than worthless
Scream and cry but none will hear you
Plead and beg but none will help you
You no longer live as cattle
Will you rise and join the battle?
There are beings that live off our fears
And their words are like knives
As they play with our lives
They'll try to control you
As if they own you
Will you let them steal your freedom?
Channel the anger swelling inside you
Fighting the boundary until you break through
Deep in your soul there's no hesitation
So prove yourself as they one they fear
There is a wild fire inside you
Burning desire you can't extinguish
Your crimson arrow rips through the twilight
This is the moment for war