FREEDOM
"Stop! Stop all of you! Why are you still fighting? Why are you still letting yourselves live in the past? If you think we have won you are gravely mistaken. All our lives we have lived behind electric fences. Once you get a chance to fly out, this is what you do? We are becoming the people we loathed. How are you different than that poor, little man beneath your feet? Do you feel better now? I'll tell you now that I am not going to let history repeat itself. I am not going to turn into him. When will you all realize that life's meaning isn't to die?
It's to live. It's to fly free and do what you want. It's to make a happy family, or splendid shop, or sell fancy clothes. Life is about love and simplicity, and once you get a chance to have it, why do you throw it away? I don't know what the future holds, but I promise you that it will be better than before. All you have to do is fly away from electric fence. Then, you will truly be free."
I stepped away from the microphone. At that moment, I wasn't thinking about Snow; I was thinking about me. I knew who I was, where I was going, and finally how I was getting there. Somehow at that moment, I felt my dreams lining up into place. I felt calm and present. I felt that I won. And I looked upon my people, who looked at me with their sad faces. They have been sad for so long.
During that moment I also noticed three things. The first: Snow was dead. He had died a painful death, and now covered the bottom of people's shoes and fists. He didn't even scream. The second was Coin. She was crying next to me. The third was Peeta, who was looking not at me, but into me somehow. When he looked into my eyes, he was searching my soul. What he had found was a lie to him. It's that at the same time Peeta understood me without the capitol's influence, he understood that we could never truly be together. For how can two exist when every moment of their presence is unbearable? We conversed later, in the place of discarded misfits.