student debt
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in lieu of a new administration,
america's young immigrants are facing a sort of... frustration.
through broken occasion and high school graduation,
by hell and high water and maturation,
I am anxious.
Scared of the future, scared of failure change.
For the past three years,
I have gone to a college-
where my dad has worked for
over a decade—for free, basically.
One day youre twelve, and the only thing that concerns you is pumping your legsfasterandfaster,to win the ultimate game of tag.
Buried deep
Longing cries echo a lifetime, clapping through cramped calamity
Hard to breathe
Creeping closer, ever closer
Come to die
Constricted by the tightest bonds
Safe is a word that bounces in my chest, it holds my breath in after thoughts like "future"
Take it away, can you arrange my life so I don't cry at night?
