Hyndland Secondary School: Arriane Crabbe



The Pencil

I lie here
Waiting for something to happen


I’m here ready to be used
Nice and Sharp


I see you contemplating what to write
Whether to use my brother


You’ve made up your mind
You grab me
And put my head to the paper
Where I’m meant to be

You start scratching my head
It’s so painful
I can’t believe I’ve been waiting all my life for this

I’m getting shorter
You’re rubbing my head off
I can’t believe this


by Arianne Crabbe