Orianna Mendez is a poetry columnist and Year-2 student at BHSEC Cleveland.

The boxes and brooms, the dust and wheezing,
My world now new and evolving.
Gone with the season, good change was the reason.

Even through the weather’s freezing.
Not one problem, I didn’t try solving.
The boxes and brooms, the dust and wheezing.

Life’s hands on me was squeezing.
The world spun, it was revolving.
Gone with the season, good change was the reason.

The smallest step towards you was pleasing.
New fate came in crawling.
The boxes and brooms, the dust and wheezing.

If along the way they talk, I don’t mind the teasing.
Reject the electrons, no way I’ll be let falling.
Gone with the season, good change was the reason.

Up on your toes, be ready for seizing.
Do your thing, just keep on drawing, 
The boxes and brooms, the dust and wheezing, 
Gone with the season, good change was the reason.