What's it like at home? by Tristan Bassett
At home you'll see me on my Xbox.
Eating chicken out of a pop-eyes box.
Faces to faces no need to be so racist.
Because every time you're racist I have to move to different places seeing different faces.
I hang out with my mates on a daily basis chilling in my trainers that come with different laces.
I look up to the sky and say lord why was I put on this earth with all these disgraces to the human races.
But then I realise I have my sisters and my mother which is the only reason whyi I bother.
East Sussex County Council