I am back,
in the body of a soon to be 23 year old,
I am free as a bird, but feel trapped, like a caged lion.
Is this all to a simple womans life?
Bills, stress, sleepless nights, work?
Repeat steps 1,2,3,4 untills death?
As I lay in bed, my mind runs around my past.
My friends,
My family,
My youth,
My liberty.
I look young, but act as if I'm retired and dying.
I took advantage of what i had, i miss that place of being a child and not worrying.
Beer is now my friend.
Sleep is now my secret pleasure.
I wish i had a how to be adult book.
Thank you