Performing my assessment piece in Music Was always extremely nerve-wracking. I feel my bones shaking And my mind running. I love the thrill of performing But I was frightened that my song Would not live up to Those of my peers. It was a tough journey And now my hard work Lies within their earsContinue reading “Performing”
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Teardrops
Crying as I try to work out A heartbreaking assignment For my English Extension class. Writing a poem based on my heartbreak. Jotting my emotions and thoughts, They swirled around in my mind, Prancing and traumatising me As I breathed them out. This was too painful. I couldn’t do this. Tears flooded my eyes AndContinue reading “Teardrops”
Learning
My books pile up on my desk. I gaze at them and suppress my pain. All night and day, I work in these books. My writing grows from neat to messy. My work always organised and never out of order. All those late nights and early mornings With little to medium productivity. One day, IContinue reading “Learning”
Attention
Be attentive. Be attentive. Be attentive. Those words repeat themselves In my head Reminding me of the tedious class. I can’t believe that this is compulsory Because I lose all my focus and energy. But I know that I must do one thing. Be attentive. Be attentive. Be attentive.
My Tedious Life
I lay on the bed Staring up at the dome window Into space. The next day, I walk into the library And borrow my books for class. Apathy feels my heart As I have nothing to do And this is my tedious life, day in and day out.
Issy's Writing Wonderland 