Adulting

Adulting

A Poem by A. Wrin

Well it may not kill you
It’s just gonna hurt really f*****g bad
But is it that big of a deal
To be young and dumb and kind of sad
I mean aren’t we all in our own way
Or wait is that a little too cliche
Are we all just wasting time attempting
To have the most interesting thing to say

Spent 40 hours selling your soul
Now take your tired bones back home
No one tells you so much of growing up
Means being this alone

Well look who’s thinking too much
And not sleeping enough
But hey what else is new
Complaining gives us something to do
Gifted kid
Burn out
Self medicating
It’s so frustrating
Are your 20s really the best it ever gets?

F**k

Laughing at phone screens
And working paycheck to paycheck
Taking pictures so that we’ll remember
Taking shots so that we can forget
Not everything is a lesson learned
Roasting marshmallows while bridges burn
Not saying that it’s fair
Not saying that it’s always what you deserve

It looks like the whole world
it’s turning upside down
But it hasn’t been so bad
Ever since you came around

Well look who’s thinking too much
And not sleeping enough
But hey what else is new
Complaining gives us something to do
Gifted kid
Burn out
Self medicating
It’s so frustrating
Are your 20s really the best it ever gets?

No way this is as good as it gets

© 2021 A. Wrin


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Added on October 28, 2021
Last Updated on October 28, 2021
Tags: Lyrics, poem, song, amateur, silly, growing up, adult, sad

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A. Wrin
A. Wrin

Panama City, FL



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22-year-old from the Florida Panhandle. News producer with a B.A in Journalism. Currently juggling motherhood and a morning show. Mostly poems, some of them really old now. more..

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