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I fear.

What I fear isn’t hairy eight legged creatures crawling into my mouth at night

What I fear isn’t the whole “Something’s gonna come out of the dark and eat me,” while I’m trying to get a glass of water in the middle of the night.

Nor even when my father angrily yells at me

Because in all honesty he starts regurgitating spit from his mouth making it so hard to take him seriously when he’s drooling.

 

What I’m afraid of is…

I’m afraid of tomorrow…

You see,

Once upon a time

On a Saturday Night

I was so excited to finally finish writing my second chapter of my fan fiction

Talking to a few friends.

And relaxing from my stressful day of a Saturday.

Then suddenly a wild message about financial aid appears,

Now,

This isn’t where my fears start coming to life

This isn’t even where my thoughts were being provoked.

This was just a simple conversation about financial aid information.

You see,|

My friend knows little about financial aid and my friend asked about the information I know.

I thought, “Well I have limited knowledge on this…I’ll give my friend my best answers and hope it turns out alright.”

Well,

Things didn’t turn out the way I had imagined it.

You see,

This private conversation evolved into a group chat

And even the financial aid information conversation evolved into, “How are you

going to pay for your college expenses?”

 

You see,

I don’t fear of creatures with eight legs,

I don’t fear of monsters in the darkness

I don’t even fear of my father’s angry tone!

I fear what tomorrow’s going to be

I fear that my future will only just be a dream.

 

It’s so hard to be focusing on where I’m going to be at next year when this year looks like the saddest thing on Earth.

It’s so hard to concentrate on tomorrow when today looks like a horrible nightmare.

 

Today,

I’m stressed

I’m not stressed about my grades

I know I work harder than the average student.

I’m not stressed about the guy I might like

Because right now,

A boyfriend is not what I be needing.

 

I’m stressed that I may not get a job

I’m stressed that my dad may lose his

I’m stressed that my mom can’t find another

I’m stressed that I won’t be able to pay for my ACT Ticket

I’m stressed that I won’t be able to afford my SAT Subject Ticket

I’m stressed that I won’t be able to pay for my college apps

And I’m stressed that I can’t get fee waver

Because according to the government my parents make too much for me to have

one

When in reality

My family barely survives on a paycheck.

It’s getting harder and harder to survive on that paycheck

Because presently speaking

It’s getting harder and harder to pay to keep on living.

 

And because I don’t have a job yet,

My parents are still forced to pay for me to keep on living.

I’m stressed that I’m not going to have a tomorrow

I’m stressed that I’m not going to go to a college to pay college expenses for

I’m stressed that this fear is going to keep controlling my life!

 

But…

I can’t let that happen…

I can’t let this fear run my life.

‘Cause sooner or later its going to run it down tot eh ground and I won’t be able to recover from that

I can’t let this fear consume me,

Because I’ll never find a way out.

 

 

I fear something…

I don’t fear eight hairy legged creatures crawling into my mouth at night,

I don’t fear monsters eating me alive while I’m trying to get something to drink.

Nor do I fear my dad yelling at me.

I fear of tomorrow.

 

I can’t focus on where I’m going to be at next year when today is all foggy with no sign of light.

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andrea-monique-diaz
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Dec 11, 2011
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