Everyone needs a second chance,
A second chance to say goodbye.
To say sorry, to understand.
To hold a grudge or to start a new chapter,
A chance to remain hurt, or a chance to forgive and forget.
But why remain hurt if there’s a second chance to stop hurting.
I need a second chance, you need a second chance,
We need a second chance.
MT is a Black 9th grade student at Dorsey High School in the West Adams area of Los Angeles. His favorite hobbies include playing basketball when he’s outside, and playing Fortnite when he’s stuck at home. This poem is dedicated to his father.