I’m poem….

I'm afraid.

I'm afraid of my dad

yelling at me because I haven't made my bed

I'm afraid

of mold, if food has gone old,

checking every day expiration dates of bread, milk, or cheese,

I'm afraid to ski,

I can't see in a mountain of snow, icy hills, places I'm not sure I know,

mainly the fear of being alone,

I'm afraid to loose my phone,

I don't remember my family's phone numbers, how am I going to contact them or see if they're okay if I don't check it, a couple dozen times a day?

I'm afraid of the day that ends, but till then, I'll focus on now and laugh with my friends.

4/20/2021