Elucidating Questions

There’s a part of me that wants to smash my face into cement

Relying so heavily on others

Relying so heavily on my parents

Taking from them

And I feel powerless

I am stuck here because this needs to happen for everything to get better

But why?

Why do I have to be more poor to qualify for disability?

I feel better

But to the detriment of those I love

And I can be grateful for it but at the end of the day I should be able to stand on my own two feet

Because the world says I am an adult now

It’s an inevitability that we all face yet I falter

Why can’t I make these hurdles no one else seems troubled by?

He claims he still don’t measure up

So what am I?

What am I?