Morning Coming

Mornings coming and I can barely breath, I know the clock is ticking slowly giving away my destiny. Just two more hours and I woke up too early 4:00 my body is numb as I drift off back to sleep. I worry about tommorrow and what it entells. The morning is always scary, Hurrying, brushing, anxiety. Nothing seems safe until i'm taking that long train ride. I feel as if everyone I know will suddenly turn against me and then I feel the same worries that I've always felt. What if I go to school and suddenly things change. I don't want to have to worry but it's a curse because I do, I'm so paranoid sometimes that it makes me sick, I don't eat breakfast in the morning because I can't stomach it. I just arrange an outfit and grab my book bag don't forget about my gym clothes they are sitting on the couch. Another day another time, College soon, hoping not too far, future seems so close but so not and I worry about Morning coming will I make it or will I fall?