Teen Scream (Very first poem arghghghrgh so its probably really bad)

17 and Screaming
17 and Freaking
No one warned me about this feeling.

4 months from legal, how is this legal?
5 months til college, if I was going to college.

How is this happening? Who would consider me of age?
I am no where for prepare for the day.
The day I have to vote,
The day I have to work,
The day I have to move,
The day I'm expected to carry all my own weight.

How? And why now? Why am I not prepare and why am I so scared?

I... don't know what to do now.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My country

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