* Forced into the unthinkable

Lives are on the line

Somehow I have to take yours

Because I will not give up mine

I am the girl on fire

My soul ingulfed in hate

They reaped the only thing I loved

Now I am a player in these games

Underestimate me

That's what everyone has done

Except the boy with the bread

Cus my starcrossed lover and I have won

* Our only chance at hope defied them

So the games drag on

But these tributes have their own agenda

I am nothing but their pawn

Those blue eyes, his steady arms

No one denies his love

And though it is a hunger I cannot tame

It's more than I'm capable of

I've almost accepted the end

But then I see it there

A weak spot, the chink in the armor

I release my arrow into the air

*I should be dead

It would be better if I was

But now I am the Mockingjay

The title fits me like a glove

I'm what the rebels need

It's the only way to end the war

Besides, I have to get him back

For him, I ache down to my core

I have lost what they once reaped

Inside there's nothing left

So for her, I finish this

That symbolic arrow finds Coin's chest

*They play there in the meadow

The mass grave for my people, not revealed

But we live on to make their lives count

And my love for him is REAL

Although the nightmares show their faces

This world is not how its been

My dandelion that has shown me hope

What I need...is him

Soon they will ask questions

I don't know what I'll say

To explain to my children

There are worst games you could play...