they call it uncertain times, 

a two word summary of what the world is going through

but what would they think 

if only they really knew 

so excited to be off from school

for something we thought was just like the flu

we never went back. 

i wish it wasn’t true

these uncertain times 

have me feeling a way 

that as a matter of fact

makes me uncomfortable to say 

trapped in my own head 

all hours of the day 

everything i once knew,

was quickly taken away 

when i don’t see my friends at school i think, 

“i don’t know why i even came”

i don’t recognize anyone with a mask 

it’s hard to match half of a face to the right name 

my bedroom is also my classroom 

and my classroom doesn’t even look the same 

with plastic dividers and marks on the floor

i’m desperate for someone to blame 

dear uncertain times 

please give me my life back 

i wanna be young and have fun 

please cut me some slack! 

you’ve taken so many lives 

there’s too many emotions to unpack 

so much stress and worry 

joy is something we lack

everyone is trying to help 

the teachers do their best 

but what no one sees 

is that they are hurting just as much as the rest 

they don’t see their students smiling faces 

which might make them feel depressed 

because we are the reason they teach

and they hate to see us stressed 

they call it uncertain times 

when there’s not enough time to explain 

the change that this has brought 

the struggle, the pain. 

be nice everyone you meet 

you never know what’s going on in their brain 

for these uncertain times

shall cease to remain.