School: James Gillespie’s High School, Edinburgh
My chest is weighed down with sunbeds,
Footsteps churned my body to dust.
My hands are pinned down with parasols,
My throat is lathered in rust.
They hammered nails through my stomach,
They drilled deep holes in my heart.
They built hotels in place of my greenery,
They pulled my tiny world apart.
I had skin untouched and perfect,
Hair that grew tall as trees.
I welcomed my friends to my paradise
But their weight brought me down to my knees.
Let me reach to the sky one more time.
Let me wrap myself up in my dream.
Let me be one with the sky and earth,
Let my heart beat healthy and green.