poem

My mental journal 

In the company of solitude 

My thoughts are a multitude 

Everything is moving in slow motion

Distracting me from all the commotion

Because everything is broken 

Time is too fast moving

Everyones disapproving 

My minds always running in circles

Im writing my mental journal 

My withering pulse is keeping me alive  

Because to be dead is where happiness isn't to thrive 

Theres pain in my reflection

Because ive given up on self acceptance 

Hiding behind my bars

So no one sees my scars 

My own metaphorical cage 

To try and disengage 

I look happy on the surface

But inside i feel worthless 

Everyday is fake smiles 

But you get used to it after a while 

Everyday is dark and dismal

Its a struggle to act civil

Society's so infected

Mental health we have rejected

Its living we have disrespected 

We are running out of time

Its a purpose that we need to find

Our lives need some encouraging

So our economy can start flourishing

*mic yeet*

Tommorow when the war began is a book and movie about 7 teenagers who are going on a camping trip but little do they know that a war is happening in wirrawee and they have to do something about it

reading chocolat cuz i have to

umm i chose this book because i had to and Mrs was rushing us so i panicked because all of the good books were gone and so i saw this one that had chocolate on it so i grabbed it and i hate it so ....yea

umm it starts out with a lady and her daughter and they are new to a country and no one likes them so that's fun I'm nearly at the end but only because I've skipped like a few chapters because i forgot to put the bookmark in and i have no idea whats going on 

early childhhod

Welcome Nau mai, haere mai ki tēnei taonga

Haere Mai, Talofa Lava, Mālō e Lelei , Maligayang Pagdating and welcome to my very own blog for learning. I look forward to sharing my learning with teachers, my school, my family and friends anywhere.