poem - if i ever got caught in hurricane

poem - if i ever got caught in hurricane 

if someday, i ever got caught in hurricane
i'll be definitely thinking of you, to get rid of that pain
of how you do things no one else can
of how you made me your secret superfan
revisiting of the days you scolded me for that math
revisting again so that i'll never be a brat

what if i never get out of this hurricane ?
will all my existense go in vain?
will my mama still call to be a professional food taster?
or will my classmates dismiss me as their mood ruiner?
o god ! what if they find someone else to replace?
i had to make a plan, just in case

thinking i'm still alive? or perhaps not
is this my soul ? thats wondering up and down the slot
i look down to find everyone i know, crying
o yes its my funeral, so why am i still flying? 

i watched my friends crying so hard
by grace of god, how can they be so retard? [ dont cry lol😆] 
then i saw my relatives sobbing
oh my goodness , this is actually really shocking
i couldnt get the gut to see my parents 
hope they will keep me up in their upcoming moments 

realizing this is just a thought , i kept the calm  [ overthinker aditi ]
but it was actually fun to get caught up in that deadly storm 
still if someday, i ever get caught in that hurricane
will the things always remain the same ?

realizing i do hold the place in some of the hearts
O great god! please keep that storm far apart
                                                                                  - ADITI SINGH