Dear, future

you terrify me.

It hurts when i think about you

my heart beats hard

theres sweat on my arms

my breath get heavy

why

why, do you scare me.

I don't know what i'm doing anymore,

what am i doing,

what am i doing?

All of these scholarships,

all of these essays,

all this school work,

all this stress,

why

why am i doing this

what am i doing this for.

my head spins,

I run to get fit,

eat healthy,

I hate this.

No guarantee of anything.

When will i feel better,

please,

future be good to me.