School
School is in between heaven and hell.
One day it can be heavenly with things going the way it is supposed to.
One day it can be hell with things going all wrong and no way to stop it.
But school is a way to develop new skills, new friends and new interests.
It is also a way to improve the old things.
School can be stressful but you have to learn.
We must new learn things to go on as independent adults.
This poem is about:
My community
My country
Our world