Write Eye full magazine 2021

Changing Seats

Last year this time, our lives were changed forever The day it happened, we were excited for a vacation, Yet fate had something else in store. For the world drew a wild card, and we were caught off-guard No one saw it coming Full of surprises, of both ups and downs Like a storm that goes on and on Where have we gone? From looking at screens to seeing faces with masks No one could find toilet paper No Lysol, no freedom, so much fear From daily walks to daily talks And "what should I wear to the living room today?'' Expressing yourself with a colorful mask on your face, but hiding your smile

Waves of anxiety as we wait to be "normal" again Waking up every day, hoping the virus would go away And the end is not here, so I dismiss all that are near We may be young or old, but we must be bold

As we had to navigate even while in fear Oh, how I wish to go back to superior times Why won't the pandemic just disappear?

I stepped into a life of isolation Imprisoned by the pandemic A year at home, a year alone Struggling with depression and fear, we can't be by our fellow peers This lockdown is horrible, boring I wonder if it will really end in just a month this year unlike the last And I can't wait for summer I despise the pandemic and COVID because it restricts Annoyed being around my family all week Stuck inside filled with anger and sadness because they can't go outside Wishing for the demise of the coronavirus pandemic Isolating in silence, not taking a step into one of the six I may have been free of school, but I had not freedom Adapting to our new adaptation This year is like a grave- always down Like Spiderman- just crawls on you and takes you down A rollercoaster- sometimes it is at its highest, sometimes at its lowest From school to home, this year has been so wacky I really didn’t enjoy the quarantine My eye sheds a tear, just knowing the end isn't near Some give in and some don't, But we all have one thing in common: We are all human and we will make it through this Back after a year, grateful I can even be in school When two years ago I would beg to be out. This pandemic I fear, it's been a whole year I have forgotten what used to be, nothing is the same Slipping and sliding through the year, our only hope is that the end may be near After staring at a screen we are back with a routine