This Year

Words by: Faris Jiwad, 11

This year

Was chaotic, stressful, a test.

Chaotic because the work we got was psychotic

Stressful because we all want to be successful

A test because you had to get dressed

Be the best

Get some rest

But not everybody was so blessed.

As the year progressed,

It turned into the wild west.

Deadlines, specific guidelines, read between the lines,

Don’t cross any red lines.

But…

If you made it this far,

Even it may seem bizarre,

You did it.

Whether you were in a room

On zoom

Facing your doom,

You didn’t let that stop you, did you?

No, no, no you didn’t

This isn’t a feel-good poem

Even though it may seem ho-hum.

This is a reflection poem

For all the days that you spent here

And for all the days that will shine a little bit brighter.

“it’s true yk” by Sydney Nguyen, 9