I clung onto you at night,
I clung onto you when I was afraid
I clung onto you when I was joyful,
I clung onto you when I was sad,
I clung onto you when I was mad,
and things got bad.
You were my only friend,
when the bombs boomed and tears trickled
down my cheeks, I clung onto you.
When I had nobody I clung onto you,
And even when I found somebody new
I still clung onto you.
~Brooklyn, Year 7, Investigator College
