In the frost-kissed realm of gliding dreams,

On icy stage, where hope gleams,

I am the skater, seeking perfection's grace,

Yet burdened by the weight I cannot erase.

Each twirl, each leap, a battle within,

A constant quest for flawless spins.

But beneath the surface, my heart's aching,

Anxiety's embrace, my spirit breaking.

In the corridors of high school strife,

I navigate a tumultuous sea of life,

Struggling to belong, to find my place,

Lost in a maze of judgment's disgrace.

The demands pile up,

a heavy load, Books, exams, expectations corrode,

Balancing on the edge of sanity's ledge,

While chasing dreams on this treacherous edge.

The nights grow long, sleep elusive,

Anxiety's whispers, thoughts intrusive,

Doubts and fears etch lines on my face,

As I yearn for respite, a moment's grace.

But within the turmoil, strength emerges,

A fire burning, as resilience surges.

I find solace in the icy embrace,

Where my spirit soars, finding solace in grace.

Through falls and failures, I learn to rise,

Embracing imperfections, where true beauty lies.

For it's not in flawlessness, but in the fight,

That I find the essence of my own light.