Sam Glaspy's Poetry

8/27/2020- School

A/N- Alright, I know my readers. If any one of you makes a Forest joke based on the last stanza, I will cry okay thanks.

School is starting again.
The thing is, with the pandemic,
I'm doing online school for at least the first quarter.

I'm so scared of being alone.
Maybe it will be good for me.
Maybe I'll go back to being so stuck in my own head that I hate myself more.

I'm also scared of getting the virus.
As much as I go on about my dad being pretty awful, he's okay sometimes, and he's missing most of his immune system from surgery.
I don't want to be the reason my dad dies.

I'm so lost.
I'm not ready for responsibility to be placed on my shoulders again.
I'm only ready for theatre class, but how am I supposed to do that online?

I'm Terrified.
With a capital T.
Absolutely petrified.