This is the list I meant to make
When I went before the Headmaster
To make my requests known and my needs met

To live and love
To see the simple pleasure in a held hand
To have a memory for people and their dreams
and not for meaningless facts
To be able to rightly judge the importance of a moment
To know how to have and hold

Is it too late to go back now
To unmake and remake my choices
To formulate a new list
and have it meet with approval

Can I begin again
and will I have the chance
Stuck here is the purgatory of the Detention Hall
Waiting for expulsion or maybe something more
A second chance
and a new beginning
Of a life remade