Being an Adult
The feelings I have being an adult or trying to be
This is not what I thought it to be,
This is not what I dreamed it to be,
ten years ago,
ten years ago, I had a dream,
or at least I thought I did,
A dream of where I would be,
being 25, alive and living my life,
A direction, a plan, something that I could understand,
where stability meets independence,
I had a dream,
That I made come true,
But now I'm not sure what I am supposed to do,
Get a degree they say,
Find someone to spend your days with,
make a house a home,
find what makes you feel like you belong,
I spend most my days on indeed,
scrambling to find something where I feel free,
and that feeds me,
Bills out way the adventure,
the rocks out way the miles on the road,
each day living on a high or feeling so low,
I don't know what to do in this adult show,
The dreams that I set,
Are not what I thought to expect,
dispositioned potential,
clouding my daily mental,
making me question where I belong,
Confused what I did wrong,
When I thought I did everything right,
I followed the light,
given to us by society,
creating a worker, not a creator,
being a follower not an instigator,
categorized as mundane and mediocre,
Filling my days with everyone and everything else,
and the days I have left for myself,
I am consumed on how I have felt,
I have lost my inspiration in life as a result,
I don't think I like being an adult.
About the Creator
Rilee Arey
I am a professional life romantizer, with a heart that feels everything deeply. I am a moment collector through words and the ways around us.
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