Becoming an adult is the realization That you'll lose all your free time to Punching clocks and filling the gas tank 45 bucks at the station 40 on gas and 5 on a pack of cigarettes To ease the agony that my life is Controlled by cycles Cycles of depression Of the latest mobile game Of craving knowledge Of giving up on everything after a few weeks Of dreeding on how I'm losing Time to do things I enjoy Yet I spent afternoons putting things off. But what am I to do? I've put almost four thousand miles On my car Yet I still find myself driving the main road Of my home town Still going to the same places Dealing with the ******* drivers Wanting to be someplace new