By: Timmy Faber

A circle is my battlefield.

Where I fight to survive,

Without a sword or shield.

A battlefield where no one gets killed,

But where dreams are destroyed and some revealed.

I step on the with an unfair match,

I can’t fight this beast.

I am a soldier with a desire to win.

This is my match to win,

So give me my headset and let the fight began.

When I go outside By: Sid

I smell the sweet air

Trying to make me come back out tomorrow.5

Birds chirping outside on the tree

Trying to catch some fresh breeze

Just like me and other people.7

People taking laps around the track

And they are racking up those laps

But they are not doing any hacks.5