The burning fire burns away. All our pictures, burning away. Nothing’s left of us, Nothing but your lust. You begin to change before me. My heart is breaking before you. I can’t believe you’d use me All for your own selfish gain... But now our pictures are burning away Yet your actions are still staying. All our memories will imprint me But I wish that we never met. The fire will leave a burn. One that will really hurt. This is all because of you Why did I meet you? You are changing before me. My heart is still breaking. I can’t believe you’d use me All for your own selfish gain... But now our pictures are burning away Yet your actions are still staying. All our memories will imprint me But I wish that we never met. But our pictures are burning away Yet your actions are staying. All our memories will imprint me And I wish we never met.
Forgive You
Sometimes I wonder if we fell apart.
What would happen to our hearts?
All our trust falls apart.
What would happen to our hearts?
But then you turn around and hurt me
Not knowing what you did.
How could you ever hurt me
After all we’ve been through?
But how can I forgive you
After all we’ve been through?
I’ve been through so much pain.
How can I forgive you?
Time begins to slip away.
Everything starts crumbling.
All our trust falls apart.
Everything is crumbling.
But then you turn around and hurt me
Not knowing what you did.
How could you ever hurt me
After all we’ve been through?
But how can I forgive you
After all we’ve been through?
I’ve been through so much pain.
How can I forgive you?
How could I still want you?
You’ve put me through so much pain.
I know that I still miss you.
But how could I still want you?
Here to Stay
All our memories are fading away. I still wish you were here to stay. Losing you was like losing me. I still wish you were here to stay. I wish you never left But I can’t hold onto you. I don’t want to drag you down So, I’ll let you go... All our memories are fading away. I still wish you were here to stay. Losing you was like losing me. I still wish you were here to stay. My heart will hold onto you. It’ll forever remember you. I’ll keep these photographs But I’m still missing you. All our memories are fading away. I still wish you were here to stay. Losing you was like losing me. I still wish you were here to stay. All our memories are fading away. I still wish you were here to stay. Losing you was like losing me. I still wish you were here to stay.
Tough Love
Life is tough for all.
We will always have struggles
That we overcome.
It isn’t easy but tough love
And we appreciate it.
My Favourite Hobby
Reading has always been a pleasure in my life.
I love escaping reality
And entering a world with magic and abnormality.
Reading has always been a pleasure in my life.
I love becoming friends with the characters
And learning about their journey throughout the story.
Reading has always been a pleasure in my life.
I love it and I would do it until the day I die
Because it is my favourite hobby in the world.
The Joy of Friendship
My friends have always been there to support me
Even through all our hardest moments in life.
We always cheer each other up
And help each other when one falls down.
I can never live without
The joy of my friendships
Because it would be a living nightmare
To ever go through a day without them in my life.
Our Future
I see a future
So bright and clear
With everything we dreamed of
And no disruptions near.
Waiting
Waiting for something will never get it to come.
You need to create the opportunity
Because only you know what you desire
And the steps to get there.
Time is Valuable
Everyone has twenty-four hours in a day.
Although it seems like a lot,
Many still don’t see that as enough.
We constantly complain that we never have enough time
To complete everything that we desire.
But maybe that isn’t entirely the fault of the universe.
Do we tend to procrastinate rather than be productive?
Do we choose the easy tasks over the hard tasks?
Time is extremely valuable
And many of us take that for granted.
Usually, it isn’t until we’re lying on a bed
Either at night or because time is nearly up
That we realise how much of our twenty-four hours a day
We have really wasted.
Time is valuable
And we don’t know it until we lose it.
Friends
Whenever I hang out with my friends,
I always have a smile on my face.
Maybe it’s because of the wacky conversations?
Maybe it’s because I enjoy their company?
Regardless of the reason,
I love hanging out with them
Because we have the most fun ever
And I will always treasure our unbreakable bond.
Healthy Meals
Growing up, I loved eating healthy meals.
I was never strictly on a diet plan
But I loved the taste of vegetables and fruits.
Anything organic was my favourite too.
My parents were health instructors
So, I guess it could’ve run in the family.
My healthy meals always consisted of the five food groups
And they incorporated all the fun tastes and flavours too.
I love eating healthy meals
Because they look after my health
And provide me with tons of energy
After chasing my little ones down.
Losing Everything
The fire devastated the country
But it devastated my community way more.
Everything is in ruins
And nothing will rebuild itself overnight.
I lost my parents,
My home, pets, and livelihood.
Everything was ripped away from me in a split second.
Everything was gone…
Whenever I glance around my community,
I notice the same sad looks on their faces.
The fires have devastated everything
And the drought is only making matters worse.
Battle with Depression
I’d never admitted to anyone
That I had a battle with depression.
It all seems so long ago but still so close.
I hated those years.
The years that went by,
The years that I felt worthless,
The years that nothing happened,
The years that I wanted to die.
Everything in the world was so cruel.
Everyone in the world was so inconsiderate.
But really, it was all a battle in my mind.
Everything was contorted and masked,
Concealing my view on reality.
But now, I am free.
I have beaten my depression
And I am a survivor.
Hurting Myself
The tears trickle down,
The pain pounds inside,
The guilt intensifies out.
Everything comes rushing back
As the horrid events flood my mind
And all I’ve known was lost.
I lost everything that mattered to me.
I lost everything that was important to me.
I lost everything that was special to me.
The tears trickle down.
The pain pounds inside.
The guilt intensifies out.
Sadness
Losing their connection
Was a painful blow to my heart.
I couldn’t believe the transpiring events
Until it finally hit.
They were gone.
They were gone.
They were gone…
I had lost them.
My friends were finally tricked,
Manipulated, deceived.
I couldn’t believe the transpiring events
Until it finally hit.
Her cackling laughter sound through my ears
And I knew she had won.
She had won.
She was victorious.
All those years of planning for revenge
And she finally got her just desserts.
I had never expected it to fully transpire
But it did and now I’m too late.
Jealous
Every time I see you with her,
I can’t help but feel jealous.
I remember those times we spent together
Before you fell in love.
It hurts my heart to see you happy with someone else
But I know it’s part of humanity.
I will always treasure those memories
But I hope she doesn’t break your heart.
Our World
The world spins around
Showing and displaying our
Big community.
Space
Space has always amazed me
And I would love to learn all that I can about it.
I always wanted to study astronomy
Because I am fascinated by the things in space.
I love learning about the constellations, stars, and more.
Everything about it is so cool!
Space has always amazed me
And I would love to learn all that I can about it.
Reality
Life is a funny thing.
One minute, it can be amazing.
The next, it can be horrible.
You just never know.
Life is a spectacular thing.
You meet new people every day
And spend time with your most loved ones.
It is just amazing.
Life is a harsh thing.
Days can be tough, and you just want to give up
But you continue to persevere against your will.
It can be challenging.
Life is a surprising thing.
You never know what is around the corner.
Everything can be a shock or planned.
You just never know.
But there is one thing for sure.
Expectations and reality are two different contrasts of one another.
On occasions, they intercept.
But they rarely ever do.
Expectations are everything we want them to be.
Reality is just the cruel truth of the world.
Nothing can be utopian otherwise the world will crumble apart.
Reality is just our version of what could one day be our utopia.
My Art Studio
Every time I enter my studio,
The table reminds me of home.
My passion is sprawled all over
And the colours create a happy atmosphere.
The vibrant warm colours create a blaze,
While the calming cool colours settle everything down.
The excitement always builds immediately
As my creative energy sets alight.
I love my little art studio
Because it is my place to create,
Explore, and indulge
In my most favourite activities.
Towers
The little children
All have fun building towers
With the building blocks.
Money
For my fifteenth birthday,
I received a wallet.
Ever since that day,
I have treasured the gift with all my heart.
It is also the last gift from them
Before the separation was fully in place.
My heart will also see this as the puzzle piece that held everything together
But the glue that wasn’t strong enough to keep everyone together.
Empty Pages
Before a writing session,
I always glance at my empty page
That haunts me in my sleep.
I have an inner battle
Between my fear and imagination
Before an idea settles in.
Only a few hours in
And my creative energy escalates
As ideas and words fill the page.
The empty page is no longer there,
But in the next session,
It’ll be back to haunt me.
My Bookshelf
Sometimes people ask me if I have read all the books on my bookshelf.
The answer is no.
I have an overgrowing love for books
And no self-control when it comes to them.
I always visit the local library weekly,
Borrowing at least five books to indulge in.
I always visit the bookstore
And purchase another three new books.
Sometimes I buy eBooks
And savour them.
Sometimes I listen to audiobooks
And devour them.
Sometimes people would ask me if I will ever finish all the books on my shelf,
I would guess no.
I love all forms of books
And there is no way my love for them will be dying any time soon.
Reading is Power
Whenever I pick up a book,
A reminder goes through my mind.
“Reading is power.”
I open to the first page and begin the story,
Not forgetting the reminder in my head.
“Reading is power.”
I smile a small smile
As I fall in love with the characters and repeat the reminder to myself.
“Reading is power.”
Fun in the Kitchen
The batter is creamy and velvet.
The pastries are light and fluffy.
The sweets are sorted and delightful.
I turn around to face my sister
And we both share a smile.
It’s time to decorate!
Icing sugar, frosting, lollies, chocolate.
Everything and more all over the cakes and treats.
This is going to make the children so happy.
With only a few minutes left,
All the treats are ready to go.
I hope they like them; I hope they like them.
My Puppy
I remember all those years back
Before my puppy arrived.
I thought my life was complete then
But I was entirely wrong.
Annaliese is so full of energy
That there is never a dull moment when she’s around.
I love my puppy so much
And I wish that she is happy up there.
Bunnies
My pet bunny, Florence, always puts a smile on my face.
No matter how hard the day was on me,
She will always make me smile.
My pet bunny, Jason, always makes me laugh.
No matter how upset I was,
He will always make me laugh.
My pet bunnies are so precious to me.
I adore them
And I don’t know what I’d do without them in my life.
Adventure
Sometimes I wonder if I know my city that well.
I have lived here my entire life,
But I never seem to explore the amazing wonders around me.
I travel way more to other places than I know in my city.
I soared through the skies of other countries
And seen the seven wonders of the world.
But have I ever taken the time to explore my city?
Have I ever experienced all it has to offer?
Have I seen everything I can?
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, I am determined to finish that pile
But until then,
I will watch it grow up and down
With all my hard work pouring in and out.
Disaster
It was something that we never saw coming.
It was something that we never expected.
It was something that we never wanted.
Creation
Inside my Art class,
I work tirelessly to ensure my sculpture
Will earn me an outstanding grade.
This assignment means so much to me
And I am scared to mess it up.
I need to succeed especially if I want to be an artist.
I am not giving up on my dream
But that means I need to keep perfecting my sculpture.
Woolly Coat
The coats all amaze me with their unique style
As they vary in colours and warmth.
But, I have one coat that I adore.
The white woolly coat from my friends.
Problems
Gasping for air as I run
Pass the trees, people, forests.
I try to escape the hurt,
I try to escape the pain.
My lungs are exhausted, but I cannot stop.
I must keep going.
I cannot let my emotions take over
Because that is a disaster waiting to happen.
“Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale.”
Those words repeat themselves in my head
But they do not affect me.
I am running away from my problems.
Jelly
The soft and sweet treat
Fills my mouth with pleasure as I enjoy
The cold, delectable jelly
After a long session of math.
Invisible
The fear of being alone
Encapsulates me each night.
I cannot believe that I sometimes think
That no one is there for me.
It feels like all my friends are gone,
All my family are against me,
Everyone I love gone.
Gone…
Sometimes when I’m with them,
I feel like I’m isolated despite everyone I love being around me.
It feels like a trap that I’m stuck in.
A trap no one can save me from.
A deadly virus is also limiting any friendships from growing
Which kills our connections.
Everything is slowly fading away
And all I’ve ever known is gone.
Whenever I am with my friends or family,
I feel invisible.
I’m not there – I’m invisible.
Invisible…
The fear of being alone
Forever clogs me up.
I know that I have people who love me
But my head and mind are dissolving.
Buildings
The tall frame of the building
Stares back down at me.
As I watch the construction crew every day,
I ponder over what they are going to do.
It is so interesting to watch a house be built
And I hope that one day it will be my house I’m watching.
But until then, I can watch this house
That I am falling in love with more each day.
Breathe
When I feel the fear rise in my chest,
I am told to take a breather.
But what happens when it’s too hard to?
What happens?
Sometimes meditations and body scans don’t work either.
It feels like the whole world is falling onto my shoulders.
I can’t breathe.
I can’t breathe.
When I feel my anxiety rise in my chest,
I am told to take a breather.
But what happens if it’s too hard?
What happens?
Stuck in the Middle
The hardest thing for me to decide on
Is a battle between my heart and mind.
I want to be in a relationship with him
But I can’t because I want her to be happy with him too.
Every day I see them both,
My heart and mind enter battle mode.
Do I want him to be happy or her to be happy?
I want them both to be happy…
Whenever I talk to either one,
I can feel either jealousy or love radiating off.
I wish that I could fulfil both of their wishes
But what about my happiness?
Well, that is long gone.
I don’t consider my happiness anymore.
I need to decide on how to make this work.
But I don’t want to lie to either.
I care about them both equally
And I could never do something that would hurt either
Despite all the guilt that plagues me each night.
One day I will have to choose
And I dread for when that day arrives.
I cannot face either of them
Because the idea of rejecting someone and hurting someone
Will be the death of me…
Bottles
The clear bottles
Created a gorgeous, magnificent rainbow
Right before my very eyes.
I feel the intensity of each colour
Draw my eyes in as I imagine that everything was a rainbow.
The clear bottles are charming.
Home
The beautifully manicured lawns and the tall building
Draws me in.
Home…
The wonderful fragrances and comfortable furniture
Relaxes me.
Home…
The combination of family and friends
Reminds me of the place that will forever stay in my heart.
Home…
This is my home
And it will always be home sweet home,
No matter where I am in this huge world.
Letters
The envelopes arrive at my house
And I feel the sudden dread course through me.
I hate Valentine’s Day and I cannot believe,
I found someone else who hates it as well.
Seeing all these letters
Floods me with discomfort and hatred.
This day was going to be horrendous.
Utterly and completely horrendous!
I sift through the massive pile
After only one name.
But it’s not there…
My heart begins to flutter slightly.
He didn’t fall into the trap.
He didn’t write me a letter.
He didn’t participate in this type of thing.
He is still mine…
I feel a sense of happiness wash over me.
I unlock my phone and don’t see any messages which resemble the day.
He is the one.
He is perfect.
Find Your Voice
As the music begins to blast through the room,
I ponder over the advice from my teachers.
The melody begins to fill my mind
And I question if I should participate or not.
I never wanted to do karaoke with my friends
Because of the fear that was building and living inside of me.
But it’s time I face the music
And find my voice.
Sugar Cookies
The flour, butter, and sugar
All combining into one
To create a childhood favourite of mine.
Sugar cookies.
I remember watching as my mother folded the dough
And allowed me to help her roll them into balls.
I sometimes glanced at the cookies while they were cooling
And those were one of my favourite moments.
Now when I bake sugar cookies,
I am reminded of those times
That I will forever hold dear to my heart
For as long as I live and into the afterlife.
Hating is Hard
Sometimes the most trivial things
Can lead to hate.
I find that “hate” is a strong word,
One that I dislike using.
I believe that there’s good in people,
Regardless of the past you may have experienced.
Everything can throw us a learning curve
But the way we accept it is the game-changer.
Please don’t hate someone over something trivial
Especially if they are not bad but troubled.
Reach out to them and help them get help.
“Hate” is a strong word.
The Dry Leaves
An autumn’s day with
The beautiful breeze blowing
And dry, crunchy leaves.
The Gorgeous Sparkle
The bottle of glitter
Which will forever sit on my desk,
Never touched and never used.
One day, however, my friend grabs the bottle.
She opens it up and I feel my insides scream out loud.
She opens the bottle and showers herself in the glimmering sparkles.
I stare, open-mouthed at what just happened.
My internal panic subsides when I notice how pretty she is.
Then a realisation hits me.
I should use glitter too
Because I love sparkles and I enjoy being pretty too.
Time for some sparkles!
Messy Creation
I watch as my friends grab bottles and cups,
Paints and water.
They run around and are interested,
Bursting with bubbly joy at their artwork.
I ask them what they painted
And they respond with fluid art.
I see the beautiful drips that are so free and happy
And I wonder if I should give it a go or not.
Fruit Baskets
The basket that is woven
Is one that I will always love.
It belonged to my grandmother
And holds special value in my heart.
I remember using this basket
When I was very, very young
To collect fruit from the garden
And bake fruit pie with her.
I love this basket
And I hope to one day continue this with my kids
In the near future
And let it continue for generations more.
Glow
The beautiful glow of the fairy lights
Reminds me that night has come.
The vibe and mood changes
And my room becomes peaceful.
All the intense competition that school burdens
Fades away from my body
As I relax and unwind for the day
To the beautiful glow of the fairy lights.
Is the Pain Worth It?
Every morning
I wake up at five.
Sometimes it’s light
But most of the times, it’s dark.
Even if I wish for more sleep,
I need to get ready.
So, I drag myself out of bed
And force my way into the bathroom.
I switch on the lights
And brightness blinds me.
I take a few minutes to readjust
Just before I nearly fall asleep again.
I remove my contacts.
After years of wearing glasses,
I needed to revamp my style.
I wash my face and brush my teeth.
I grab my face cleanser
And remove as much of the bad stuff
As possible!
I rinse my mouth with mouthwash
And then do one of the most dreaded tasks.
Fixing my brows and removing
Any unnecessary hair on my face.
As I pluck away,
The pain begins to build.
The stinging sensation increases
And sometimes, it bleeds.
Is the pain worth it?
I apply moisturiser
After splashing my face once again.
I brush out my long, luscious hair
And pull it up into something presentable.
I get dressed in an outfit
That makes me feel “good” and blend in.
But I always wonder something when I leave.
Is the pain worth it?
Nature
The beautiful green cover
Reminds me of the wondrous nature walks
That my father always loved taking me on.
I recall the soft and sometimes wet dew
On the beautiful green cover
And all the calm and peace I felt.
I love being in nature
And cherishing what Mother Nature provided us.
Thank you.
A Clear Wall
The glass separates us
From the dreadful sickness
That has taken over the world.
The glass separates us
From any pain and hurt
That has taken over the world.
The glass separates us
From all things dangerous
That has taken over the world.
Liquid
The cooling liquid
Washes down the anguish
As the flaring fire rises
Deep, deep down.
It ignites, causing an issue to flare up.
It ignites, causing a problem to strike.
It ignites, causing a dilemma to begin.
It ignites, causing the fire to begin.
The cooling liquid we take for granted
Washes away the anguish,
Relieving everyone of the burning pain
Before destruction occurs.
The Rise
The beginnings of the network
Will always leave me in awe
Especially because it is so intriguing
And I cannot wait for the new advances.
Abracadabra
The bunny comes out of the hat,
The flowers at the end of the stick,
The sparkles that fall from the roof.
Magic.
The show entices them,
The show intrigues them,
The show fascinates them.
Magic.
Interest fills the room,
Tickets sell at lightning speed,
The show is booked.
Magic.
The wave of a wand,
The move of a curtain,
The sparkle in the air.
Magic.
The Day of Our Lives
The idea of throwing the best party ever
Is only a distant dream of mine.
My friends believe it’s possible
But with extreme expectations
Everything can crumble in a split second.
It is still something I want to do
But I cannot stand to think of some immense competition
When someone outdoes themselves.
I am still going to throw a party
But I’m letting my expectations go
And making sure it’s fun
Rather than the party of the decade.
Growth
When we plant the seeds into the ground,
They will one day grow into beautiful flowers.
They will undoubtedly experience hardship
As well as amazing moments in their life.
We should grow with them
As we nurture them to grow with us
Every single day
Until the day we move into life alone.
Time for Fun!
It is something that I forget
Because work takes all my time away.
I never remember to relax
Or take some time for fun.
It has always been a busy day
That is seemingly productive
Until you see my endless list
Of overwhelming tasks in the mist.
It is important to take time for yourself
No matter what your excuse is
Because your health is number one
Before you get anything done!
The Beautiful Rainbow
The shining colours
That glisten with the sun and rain
Brings hope to everyone.
It reminds us that beauty can be restored
And find its wings once again.
It brings back hope.
The colours of the rainbow
Reminds us of the hope we lost
But shows us the way back home.
What a Game!
It was a tight game.
We nearly lost and nearly won.
They nearly lost and nearly won.
The competition was tight.
It was so fun
And so stressful.
Everything was nearly a draw.
Everything was nearly a tie.
I had so much fun
And I couldn’t believe the results.
It was epic, awesome, tremendous.
It was the game of the season.
Composition
Music is a beautiful tool
I love to explore
And play around with,
Turning my emotions into melodies.
It allows me to express deep emotions
Which bury me deep down
In the abyss of my hurt,
Pain and suffering.
It is my confidant,
It is my companion,
It is my friend,
It is my soul.
Music is a wonderful tool
That I’ll forever love
To explore around with
And turn my emotions into melodies.
Writing my Creation
To compose a beautiful masterpiece
That one day will make me happy
Is a dream come true.
It is near impossible
To ever compose something not cringe or hate worthy
In my eyes.
It is hard to even find the right words sometimes.
No matter how many people tell me they don’t exist,
I still believe that they do.
A word which resonates with me,
A word which resonates with my character,
A word which resonates with the story.
To compose a beautiful masterpiece
That one day will make me happy
Is a dream come true.
Celebrate
Another special day has come
When we celebrate with fun
For those, we love and care.
It allows us to reminisce
Of all the wonderful times
That we spend.
It allows us to reconnect
To those we love
And rarely talk to.
Connections are empowered,
Relationships are strengthened,
Bonds are nourished.
Another special day has come
When we celebrate with fun
For those, we love and care.
Creative Arts
I love playing around with my pencils
As I explore all the endless possibilities
Which amaze my heart
And powers my passion.
I love doing art
Because it reminds me
Of whom I am.
It is my calling.
Interests
The fun aspects of our day
Where we can explore ourselves
Whether creatively or athletically.
We enjoy playing with our friends
And sharing the same interests,
Improving our hobbies and skills.
Our passions express us
And we learn about everything we need,
Fuelling ourselves to investigate more.
Volleyball
The interest fills the room
As volleyball begins to skyrocket
From the ground beneath
And makes its peak in the world.
A strong empire
Begins to embrace the communities
Not discriminating anyone at all
To participate in this fulfilling sport.
Time to engage in physical activity
That can entice all your friends
As you challenge one another
And play an amusing game of volley.
Happiness
The joy of seeing my family and friends
Wraps around my heart joyfully,
Squeezing me on the inside and out.
Happiness.
I run up to each of them,
Embracing them like my life depends on it.
I miss them so much.
I miss them so much.
I glance around
The crowded room, filling with all our loves.
It has been so long.
Too long…
The joy of seeing my family and friends
Wraps around my heart joyfully,
Squeezing me on the inside and out.
Happiness.
I run up to each of them,
Embracing them like the first time in forever.
I miss them so much.
I miss them so much.
Reminding Me
I see you walking up to me. The nervous walk, I cannot believe The way you approach me draws me in. I see you walking up to me. And then we sit down And talk about our days. Calm conversation Flows around. The bouquet of flowers That you’re holding in your hand Makes my heart Go round and round. I see your eyes And they hold me tight. Reminding me That I’m never alone. Reminding me That I’m never alone. It’s been a while now and I’m falling for you. Your nervous approach is so far behind. The way you approached me drew me in. It’s been a while now and I’m falling for you. And then we sit down And talk about our days. Calm conversation Flows around. The bouquet of flowers That you’re holding in your hand Makes my heart Go round and round. I see your eyes And they hold me tight. Reminding me That I’m never alone. Reminding me That I’m never alone. But one night You had to leave. Said you’d be back In three. I counted those days Away. Waiting for you To come back, back, back. The bouquet of flowers That you’re holding in your hand Next to the diamond Which shines in the sun. I see your eyes And they hold me tight Reminding me That I’m never alone. Reminding me That I’m never alone. Reminding me That I’m never alone.
Christmas 2020
The time of year has come
When we celebrate with fun.
Our family, friends, and loves
All gather around for awesome Christmas fun.
The night goes by well
With the gift of joy
Spreading all around.
Christmas Day is here
And it’s here to stay.
So, shout hooray
And celebrate the day.
Merry Christmas!
I’m Sorry – Boy’s Perspective
I’m sorry that I caused you pain But now I think that you have done the same. I didn’t trust you with the truth And now I think you’ve got another scar. Sometimes I wonder If you are even fine I didn’t know I shot you in the heart. I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you I had to lie about the truth. I’m sorry that I lied to you I didn’t mean to hurt you. I know that you hate her So I had to keep it secret. I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you I had to lie about the truth. You never had to lie to me But now I see the hurt filled in your eyes. I never meant to hurt you then And I’m sorry that I put you through the pain. Sometimes I wonder if When we walk by If you are fine Or breaking up inside. I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you I had to lie about the truth. I’m sorry that I lied to you I didn’t mean to hurt you. I know that you hate her So I had to keep it secret. I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you I had to lie about the truth. I hurt you in a way that no one ever did. I put you through pain that you never knew exist. I hurt you in a way that no one ever did. I put you through pain that you never knew exist. I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you I had to lie about the truth. I’m sorry that I lied to you I didn’t mean to hurt you. I know that you hate her So I had to keep it secret. I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you I had to lie about the truth. I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you. I’m sorry that I lied to you.
I’m Sorry – Girl’s Perspective
Pain never felt like this before But now I think you’ve opened up my heart. You showed me another style of hurt And now I think I’ve got another scar. Sometimes I wonder If you even care. Since pain is slow But a bullet through my heart. I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you I couldn’t even face the truth. I’m sorry that I lied about the truth I couldn’t even change the truth. I’m starting hate her Since she took you away. I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you I couldn’t even face the truth. I never had to lie to you But now I don’t think I can trust you. You never saw through my façade And you’re sorry that you put you through the pain. Sometimes I wonder if When you walk by If you know You’re breaking me inside. I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you I couldn’t even face the truth. I’m sorry that I lied about the truth I couldn’t even change the truth. I’m starting hate her Since she took you away. I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you I couldn’t even face the truth. You hurt me in a way that no one ever did. You put me through pain that I never knew exist. You hurt me in a way that no one ever did. You put me through pain that I never knew exist. I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you I couldn’t even face the truth. I’m sorry that I lied about the truth I couldn’t even change the truth. You know that I hate her Since she took you away. I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you I couldn’t even face the truth. I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you. I’m sorry that I lied to you.
100 Followers
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have one hundred followers. Would I be crazy? Would I be overjoyed? Would I lose my mind? All these questions which used to flow around in my mind are finally answered today.
Yes, you read that right. TODAY!
This morning I reached one hundred followers. Well, technically, I reached one hundred at two minutes past midnight. But still, I reached one hundred followers, nonetheless today. I am ever so grateful for all your support. You made this come true. Thank you.
I recall typing up only seventy-three followers on my anniversary post just less than a month ago. I cannot believe how much progress has happened. This is a wonderful early Christmas gift, and I will be forever grateful. Thank you so much.
Starting this blog in two thousand and nineteen, I expected extremely low or if hardly any growth at all. I knew what I wanted to do was extremely hard to grow a following and audience, so I didn’t expect anything at all. I set out with this website having no expectations whatsoever. But that certainly didn’t change so much through the years. I was extremely happy when people started engaging with my website and I knew that this was going to be the start of something amazing.
I had always wanted to be an author since I was eleven. Many may begin earlier but I had to be encouraged just a bit more. When I finally set my mind on becoming an author, I began writing many stories and researching about authors and the publishing methods. I even remember when we would go to the pool over the school holidays researching afterwards when the younger ones were playing on the playground equipment.
I discovered many things such as the pay, the pile of unsolicited manuscripts and many more. That didn’t scare me off though. I found many websites in my free time to read and learnt that it would be easier to grow a following beforehand. So, that is what I did. I have tried with many website programs, but I also enjoyed WordPress way more than the others. I also didn’t plan on spending money on something that may be shut down after a while, considering how many websites I have started and then deleted.
Anyhow, this website was supposed to be my online presence for my author journey, and I cannot believe how well it is doing. I will be considering making an author website soon, but I just want to focus solely on Issy’s Writing Wonderland before I decide to tackle anything else.
Thank you all so much for your support. Everyone who reads, listens, comments, likes, et cetera is more than enough to make my day. I am so thankful for you all.
I love you all so much. May the rest of the year be epic.
So, why don’t you join me in my adventure?
Until next time, stay positive, work hard, and make it happen!
~Issy Juanita
Did I Make a Mistake?
I never thought about the impact it’ll have on you.
To be honest, I forgot to think.
Now guilt floods me, day in and out.
Did I make a mistake?
I feel horrible for not consulting you first.
Was I being selfish?
It destroys me every day and night.
Did I make a mistake?
Slowly ripping me apart
Are my thoughts
Crashing down on my world.
Did I make a mistake?
I can never fill back the hole I’ve left,
I can never fill back the hole I’ve left,
I can never fill back the hole I’ve left…
Did I make a mistake?
I’m sorry I forgot to consider you,
I’m sorry I forgot to consult you,
I’m sorry I forgot to think.
Did I make a mistake?
Balance
The balance between
Good and evil,
Positive and negative,
Yin and Yang
All have a connection.
They have a bond that is intertwined
Throughout life,
Forever through eternity.
Damaged Toys
The toys begin
To wear and tear.
The cries of children
Sound through the room.
The repair
For damages done
Is all too costly.
Where will we find the money?
Where will we find the money?
Agony attacks my heart
Because I cannot simply fulfil their wishes.
What am I to do?
Rests
The increase in orders
Becomes overwhelming.
Tears begin to attack your eyes
And you want to hide under your blanket.
You feel anxious
And pull all-nighters to complete your tasks.
The effects begin to kick in
And exhaustion takes over your body.
But you want to keep pushing
And then you collapse.
Remember to take breaks
And not overwork yourself at the extent of your health.
Improvements
The tests were handed out
And everyone looked around the room
Full of disappointment.
The teacher stands at the front of the class
With no words to say
Or even what the highest mark was.
Dissatisfaction flooded the room
And everyone knew they had to do better,
Study more, and effectively learn the material.
When the next test came around,
Everyone was jittery,
Anxious, nervous, and worried.
But there were only good vibes in the room
And only one word on everyone’s mind.
Improvement.
Restore
The liquid flows
Out of the bottle.
“Restore the water. Restore the water.”
The tap restores the water
That was all lost.
Anniversary 2020
One year. One whole year of Issy’s Writing Wonderland. I cannot believe a year has passed since I created this website. Oh, my goodness! I am internally freaking out and I want to just dance. But I will not. I have to stay calm. But seriously, one whole year is a long time.
I have grown so much as a writer and poet on this journey. It has inspired me and kept me motivated even in the toughest times. I am so grateful for everything and everyone that has joined me on my adventure. It is a blessing to me.
One year ago, I had zero followers. Nada. But a year later, I have gained seventy-three followers. SEVENTY-THREE! Setenta y tres (internally screams)! I am so happy that you all love reading my poems and stories as well as the rare specials. I hope that you are engaged in them and I would love to know your thoughts in the comments.
At the start, I did not have big hopes for my website. That slowly changed when January came around. I was so happy, and I could not believe the amount of support I have received throughout this year. Issy’s Writing Wonderland would not exist without your contribution. And for that, I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
I have envisioned reaching a hundred followers and doing some other fun writing-related things on my website but, we are still a bit far from that. I cannot possibly thank you enough. I am at a loss for words as I write this. Thank you so much. You mean the world to me. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I love you all so much. May the rest of the year be epic.
So, why don’t you join me in my adventure?
Until next time, stay positive, work hard, and make it happen!
~Issy Juanita
Contributions
The contribution
From the community
Is highly valued.
Everyone provides something special
And creates a unique space
For anyone to explore.
Heroes
I enjoy helping others.
They also help me in return.
Assistance from my friends and family
Are all appreciated
Especially when things are tough.
They are awesome and amazing
Since they’re always there.
They are my heroes.
Care
The charity is supported
By the community
As we help everyone we love
And care for our world.
Understanding
Sometimes we have a hard time understanding.
Whether it’d be at school, home, or with friends.
It can happen anywhere
And we may take it the wrong way.
It may cause confusion,
Anger, hurt, pain.
It may destroy bonds,
Connections, relationships, acquaintances.
But, if we take the time
To fully understand,
Ask for help or clarification,
Then, maybe, everything will stay the same.
Intolerance
Many people are intolerant to some foods.
But they may choose to ignore it
Or follow it.
I am lactose intolerant.
My friend is gluten intolerant.
However, some people have a tolerance for these foods.
This makes us unique
And maybe also accidentally sick
But, we have to be careful about our foods.
Birthday 2020
What an interesting day! I had no idea of what to expect and I was shocked at the immense difference between two thousand and nineteen and two thousand and twenty. But this was my year in a recap.
December of two thousand and nineteen was a joyous month. I enjoyed the fun festivities of the month and it was fun to slowly begin building my website. Of course, it was not something serious back then and I would upload at random intervals. But since then, I have devised a plan and schedule to what needs to be uploaded and what can be enjoyable.
January was none other than an enticing but crazy month. It was when the pandemic was just starting to be known. No one could tell me that I was not crazy. At first, I may not have believed that the pandemic was going to grow and affect me, but reality hit me in the face – hard! That was when I began to fear the pandemic. Other than that, it was a lovely month where my website hit forty views in a day and when I began to believe that this website had the potential to succeed.
February was one to remember. I had many poems written and edited. I began planning and creating my monthly poetry prompts and ideas as well as planning for other events such as Valentine’s Day. It was so fun to tinker around with my video editor which I mainly use for school projects. It was a new medium for me to explore and I love to create poetry videos. This month was also very successful for my website and I was utterly speechless. I was so moved by all the gratitude and it made me want to continue all that much more. I had a community. A community of fellow writers.
March was a crazy month. It was a month of celebrations as well as adjusting. I continued to work on my website, balancing school, and other projects. I also created my Instagram and Tumblr account during this month which was another fun aspect to do weekly. I had finished by now the first two monthly prompts and I could not wait until April came round. My website was still doing well, and I could not be prouder, especially after I have given up on all the other websites that I used to have either for school or passion purposes. I also created an art page, which I have taken down because I was not as content to work on my artistic projects as often and I had no heart to put out something that was bad quality.
April was a hectic month. Being the first month with the prompts, I struggled to keep on top of things and balance it out with schoolwork. It got easier when we had a break, and I was able to work on things as well as online schooling. That helped me so much on getting back on track. Once I was back in the game, I was flying by until towards the end of the month when school returned. I managed through the online schooling phrase well and when we went back as normal, things started to go downhill. Assignments and assessments, exams and quizzes were piling in. That set me back a bit and I could not believe how far I had come since the beginning of the month from having fallen behind to managing to fall behind again. April was for sure a fanatical experiment.
May was a calm month. Nothing happened and I was sad to see my statistics go down. Daily poems were highly favoured, but I needed some time away and to focus on my studies. I would love to work on poems every day, but I have commitments which take my time away as well. I had started gaining a following which made me want to continue and not disappoint, so I tried to create a new schedule which has not been going so well. Two thousand and twenty-one still has no updated schedule. Anyhow, my social accounts were starting to grow, and I tried very hard to think about what I could upload weekly. Life was constantly being thrown around.
June was another hectic month. It was the second month with the daily prompts, and I had kept on top of things until we neared the end of the month. I started feeling unwell and unmotivated to continue working. It was a struggle, considering it was winter and I had taken on a few other things. I created my podcast as well. That was a fun change, and it was exciting to do something with audio after loving editing the video. Plus, I missed doing things with my voice since singing is now off the table. Well, that is June in a wrap.
July was a simple month. I followed the same routine, keeping up to date with everything and trying to keep on top of my studies as well. Towards the end of July, we had another break, and I began writing my novel. I did not work on it sacredly as I try to now, but it was a fun side project when I felt inspired to write something. I did not take it seriously until the beginning of August.
August was a crazy month. I had created an authoress account where I would share milestones for my novel. It is updated weekly or whenever I can and we were nearing September, meaning another month of daily poems. Yay! I continued to primarily focus on my novel, trying to meet my deadlines and research more about the publishing world, which I have done for a while now. Still do not know if I want to be traditionally published or self-published.
September was another month. However, this time around, I was able to keep on top of my studies and daily poems. I managed to get through the first half of the month pretty strongly and then I started to struggle when I had to finish “The Big Game” and continue to complete schoolwork. It was a juggling act once again. There were also some assignments and quizzes which took up time and being the beginning of Spring, allergic rhinitis was back. Just great! Anyhow, despite all the struggles, I managed to get through the month and finished a few other projects in the background.
October was a fun month for sure. I enjoyed playing around and working on my website layout and design. It was a new but worthwhile experience. I was able to get more songs out and finished many things. I also started trying to create another plan for two thousand and twenty-one. Scratch that. It failed again. Oh well, at least the month went by smoothly.
November was an interesting month. The final daily-poetry month of two thousand and twenty. Wow, what a weird feeling. At the start of the year, I did not believe anyone would care or even read my writing. But I was proven wrong. I am so thankful for everything and everyone who has clicked, read, et cetera on my website. I am overwhelmed with joy and here is to another year (hopefully). Cheers!
I love you all so much. May the rest of the year be epic.
So, why don’t you join me in my adventure?
Until next time, stay positive, work hard, and make it happen!
~Issy Juanita
Sympathy
Sympathy is something
That we all need.
Not everyone finds it easy
To be sympathetic.
It can be challenging
Especially if you’ve been hurt before.
You lose all trust
And faith you once had for this person.
I still believe
That we need to have sympathy
Towards everyone,
Regardless if they’ve hurt us or not.
Grace
Attending ballet classes
Throughout my life
Helped me improve my grace,
Poise, and control.
I believe
That it has helped me
In becoming a graceful person
Growing up.
But there are other activities
Which have helped me become graceful.
Those activities are also my passions
And I love them just as much as ballet.
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.
The Friendship Soccer Creates
Walking down the street, Krystal and Samantha, best friends, are taking their time to meet some fun people. They are bubbling with excitement as they trot down the path to see some special people.
“Do you think that they are bursting with excitement to see us again?” Samantha asks her best friend, Krystal.
“Of course, they will be!”
As the two friends ponder on the excitement of reuniting with their friends again, they arrive at the park to see an unbelievable sight. A sweet, huge, pink cloud stares deeply at the girls. What is it? Is it a monster? Is it going to eat them?
“Surprise!” they shout.
The girls look at the boys dumbfound and with their eyebrow arching up.
“What is it?”
“I don’t have any idea what it is.”
“You don’t know what fairy floss is?” the boys ask, dumbfound themselves.
They shake their heads as they question what their life has become. Well, not everyone has the same life experiences.
“Let’s continue walking down to the park.”
They continue their path and arrive at the luscious green grass. Alejandro sets down the soccer ball.
“Time to play?”
“Yeah!” the trio shouts in happiness.
Even if the exciting game soothes the awkward atmosphere, the lingering feeling never leaves the boys. How could the girls not know what fairy floss is?
…
Tryouts. One of the most terrifying and anticipating times of someone’s life. Krystal and Samantha both stand near each other, shivering. Butterflies fly in their stomachs rapidly and they glance over at the large crowd.
“Why are there so many people here?”
“There’s way more people than at school.”
Across the field, there are two boys, shivering and holding themselves protectively. Their dark brown hair is gleaming in the sun, most likely sweat from the anxiety flooding through everyone’s bloodstream. Their nervous eyes are facing the floor and they both huddle close to each other. Brothers, perhaps?
“Should we go over?”
“No, Samantha! Are you crazy? They are our competition.”
“But we’re in different groups. Plus, they look so nervous. Come on, let’s go.”
Holding her stance, Krystal resists against Samantha’s intense wishes. There is no absolute way she would be going over there. First, it starts there and then who knows what? It may lead to the most obscure things. Competitors should never associate with other competitors.
“Krystal, I’m going over there regardless. You can stay here but I want to make some friends before this all gets too real.”
She storms off and expecting her to turn back around, she does not.
Reluctantly, Krystal trembles forward, finding the strength within herself to continue. Catching up with Samantha, she slows down her pace and feels the intense pain strike her stomach – hard!
“Samantha are you sure you want to go through with this? There’s still time to turn back.”
“Seriously, what is so scary? We are playing for a girl team and they are playing for a boy team. Would you just breathe? It’s not like they will ever compete against us.”
She stares at her best friend, concern filling her eyes about the truth she does not know.
“You don’t know?”
“Know what? The fact that you are shying yourself from making friends or the fact that you might have a crush on one of them?”
Krystal stares at her friend, aghast and mouth wide open. Samantha gazes intensely as she waits for an answer.
“So? Which one is it, Krystal?”
“The first one…”
Avoiding eye contact with her friend, Krystal fights the urge to tell her the truth. That one day, they will have a friendly match…
As she lowers her head, Samantha wraps her arms around her best friend. She strokes her back and pats her soothingly.
“I’m sorry Krystal. You’re not going to lose me. I’m sorry I forgot.”
Wiping invisible tears, Krystal nods her head solemnly and braves through the rest of the walk with Samantha. There’s no way she will lose her best friend. She will always be there for her.
“Hi, I’m Samantha and this is Krystal.”
“Hi, we’re Alejandro and Steven.”
In a sense of confusion, the boys reply.
“We’re twins and we sometimes say things in sync.”
“Oh,” the girls announce in unison.
From there, conversation flows smoothly with Krystal even contributing at times. The friendship slowly begins to blossom, and this is where it all commences. When tryouts end, they all recombine and talk about their individual experience.
That is the start of something magical.
…
“So, what do you guys want to do next week?” asks Samantha as they all form a circle and eat the fairy floss.
Silence resides in the centre of the circle as concentration stands still. The sweet, soft, and melting fairy floss in their mouths is the only thing on their minds.
“So, what are we doing next week?”
“Want to play soccer again?” Alejandro suggests.
Before any answers come about, the ice-cream truck strolls by. Steven gets up and purchases four different flavours, each someone’s favourite. Many thanks go around, and they all forget about the events for next week.
When they finish savouring their treats, Alejandro tries again.
“So, are we going to play soccer again next week?”
“Yeah, sure!”
The answers arrive and they all get back onto the field. As the ball flies in the air, Steven does a volley kick, Alejandro does a scissor kick, Krystal does a toe kick, and Samantha does an instep step. They continue, changing their kicks and trying to score it into the goal. Happiness floods through them all and the awkwardness and crisis pass. Everything is normal in their friendship again and now everything is right. Their friendship circle will always be tight, and no one will ever leave the other alone. Everyone will be there for one another and stand up for each other.
“I can’t wait till next week!”
“Me too!”
“See you girls next week,” call the twins as they leave.
They wave goodbye to their friends and begin to leave the field.
“What a good day,” says Krystal.
“Definitely a good day,” replies Samantha and they walk off.
This is the friendship that soccer creates.
Gravity
I watch as the apple
Falls off the branch
Gently hitting the ground
With a soft thump.
I think to myself,
“Why does this happen?”
I sit under the tree
In search of an answer to why apples fall off branches.
The voice in my head says one thing.
“Gravity.”
The answer is gravity
And now I love learning about gravity.
Density Towers
The density of water,
Oil, dishwashing liquid,
And spirit
All create a fun density tower.
I adore exploring density,
Watching intently as the densest liquid
Stays at the bottom
And the least dense floats above.
I love making density towers
And exploring different levels of density
Every day in my little world
Of science.
My Collective Groups
A collective group of people
Whom I call my friends
Are one of my favourites.
A collective group of people
Whom I call my family
Are one of my favourites.
A collective group of people
Whom I call my loves
Are one of my favourites.
Community
The community is there
Whenever you need them.
They’ll support you through thick and thin
And you will never disappoint them too.
Compensation
Don’t injure yourself
Because it can have life-long consequences.
However, if worse comes to worst,
You can compensate for the injury
If it occurred at the workplace.
But remember that doesn’t mean
You should hurt yourself purposefully
Because that won’t account as a workplace injury.
Are You Ready?
Sometimes tests can throw us
All over the place.
We can become irrational,
Unbearable, and even uncontrollable.
It’s hard to revise the whole concept
Especially when told with a fortnight notice.
It gives us stress and pain
As we prepare for the torture that awaits.
But the day still comes.
You can skip as many times as you want
But you have a choice.
Do you want your grade or the average grade?
So, maybe it’s time to attempt it?
Maybe you are ready to show the world
Your brilliance.
So, are you ready?
Our World
Sometimes we need to take a step back
And listen to our world.
Sometimes we need to stop
And remember our worth.
Sometimes we need to be observant
And notice our true surroundings.
Sometimes we need to slow down
And enjoy the pleasures of life.
Be Yourself
People tend to hide their intelligence
Because they don’t want to be known
As someone smart, clever, and ingenious.
So, they hide it and pretend to be someone they’re not.
Don’t try to change yourself.
Be yourself.
Be intelligent, caring, silly, weird, etc.
Just be yourself because people will love you for who you are.
Careful
The waitress moved around
Being careful
To not drop any dishes or drinks
Onto any customers on her first day.
Proofread
“Always proofread your work.”
“You’ll never know if there are any mistakes.”
Be thorough
Because it’s the difference between a mark that can alter your rank.
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