
I’d crawl into your arms with ease.
You’d tell me a bedtime story until i’d fall asleep.
You told me not to worry because you’d take care of everything.
So I didn’t.
I stayed at home with you because you were unable to work.
I was too young for school and I liked being home with you.
We were in poverty due to your unemployment.
You told me not to worry.
So I didn’t.
I was the new student in kindergarten, when everyone else was already seven months in.
So fun, so cool.
Fast forward ten years,
And I hated school.
But you said don’t worry.
So I didn’t.
Going into junior year of high school.
The stress of it.
Bookbag's a mess,
because all the schoolwork.
Going to college in a couple of years.
The fear of leaving.
The fear of failing.
The fear of loneliness.
Once again, you tell me not to worry.
But I do.
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Brianna B.
Young woman aspiring to be something great!
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