Popcorn

I am nauseous, constantly.

There is a Fear deep rooted in me.

My hands no longer shake in tests

the Fear is bigger than tests now

I want to go to college, let me go

I was eight when it began.

I was left clinging to sunshine

As the sun descended below the horizon.

It all started as a blank page

Until slowly, painfully,

My heart began to bleed

No one can predict 

Our country's future  

Various people watching and waiting  

Eager and scared for the outcome 

I am angry

That we could have

Someone

In control

Of our country

Who is a fraud

A liar

A rapist

A cheater

A horrible person

I am scared

For girls

For gay people

The worst

Feeling

When your in

Middle school

Is when

You think that 

The guy

Who you hate liking

Likes your best friend

Who is better

In so many ways

She's pretty