It’s so jarring, being an adult
Besides life experience I don’t feel any different than I did in my late teens
But there it is
The 2000s are 20 years ago
And I just think yup I’m an adult
But it doesn’t seem to mean anything
Besides living entirely alone
Being able to do things without judgement
What is the point of the classification?
I’m no more capable
I’m only more adult because shit keeps happening to me
29 year old me didn’t need to learn what it’s like to be smothered any more than 18 year old me
The number of strange men I’ve slept near
But it was one who said he loved me
Still this strange blessedness
I’m here aren’t?
Raven
Yup I’m here
In the same place I was
But here
I would like to find my balance
I don’t need excess
Just relative comfort
15 years later
Still haven’t found one thing
I can’t believe I’ve been stuck for so long
I just need a boost
Maybe a rocket attached to my waist
How many of me will there be before one of us finds
Someone to love?
Someone I can love
Adult
Mostly solitary
Mostly drowning
Mostly crying all alone
That’s what adult means to me
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