Are you scared, just scared
of anything
Are you scared, just scared
of the demons and shadows
Are you scared, just scared
of being all alone
you can doooo it
you can doooo it
you can roam this earth
on your owwwnnn
you’ll never be alo-ooonnne
Category: Student Work
“My Broken Heart” by: “Alex” Miller
………….My Broken Heart………….
My broken heart
Two pieces;
Two pieces of one,
two pieces under the sun.
It’s cold, but warm.
It’s my broken heart.
No one can fix
the darkness and demons, so run like you don’t want to be hurt.
My broken heart;
My broken heart is a waste of space.
No one can replace
the aches that grow every day.
No one can ever know I’ll be okay.
I have a broken heart.
What was once filled with love and innocence
is now filled with pain and heartache.
My broken heart will never be the same, but
It’s wild now, never to be tamed.
Run as you will, run as you may,
my heart will never be okay.
It’s broken, it’s hollow
it will never see the light of tomorrow,
and it cries tears of sorrow.
It’s been hearing lies.
it always cries,
but sadly never dies.
That’s my broken heart.
I’m so sorry by Jai Malhi
I’m so sorry
I’m so sorry for the things I said,
And expectations I didn’t meet.
I’m so sorry for my ignorance,
As you broke down in defeat.
I’m so sorry for everything,
All I say and all I do.
I’m so sorry I couldn’t be a better friend to you,
I’m so sorry the world beats you down.
I’m so sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me,
I’m so sorry you were breaking and I couldn’t see.
I’m so sorry for all the lies and tears,
I’m so sorry I couldn’t fight away your fears.
I’m so sorry I’m not that great,
It seems as if I’m the person to hate.
But I will be here until the very end,
Because you will always be my best friend.
Axel’s Story Teller Project
Loss by Jai Malhi
Loss
Loss.
The feeling of hopelessness.
White roses cascading across the black sky.
Flowers and greatness turning into ashes.
The memories floating back,
“Great granddad, are you still there?”
Please come back and pat my head.
I miss his smile,
And my granddad’s loving eyes
The way he smiled and his eyes lit up when he saw us,
If he was happy he would be sure to let us know, and if he was sad,
He would make sure nobody else was.
Loss,
The way he felt before he died.
Loss,
The way he let nobody else feel.
Loss,
What we now feel.
So may I ask one last question?
“Great granddad are you watching over us?”
Kylianna Tweets Charlotte’s Web
The Little Humpback Horse – Watercolor by Anna
Rapunzel by Amrit
