I worry.

I worry.
I worry about the state of the world;
about the people in Gaza,
in Ferguson, in Iraq, in Pakistan, in India.

I worry about the women
who are leered at,
attacked, abused, discriminated against,
reduced and stripped away to only their gender.

I worry about men
who are taught that they are better
(Or worse: that we are weaker);
who feel entitled to more money,
more freedom,
to sex.

I worry about the children
who are forced to work,
and aren't allowed to go to school,
and have no hopes for a better life.

I worry, selfishly
or not i do not know, about myself.
About how im stuck in a situation
i cannot seem to change;
a situation i do not know
if i can ever get out of.

I worry about how I might not ever leave;
about how my future will be dictated
by what others choose for me;
about how I will never have any say in anything
because if I try I will be told I'm not behaving.

And it terrifies me.