Learning to stand on your own two feet
Knowing the true value of money and who in your circle you should keep
Expected to make life choices
Battling and dealing with the recurring voices in your head
When you know you should stay in bed
Than scouting around for an individual who left you on read

What do these humans call it, adulting?
I for one think it’s insulting
Why do you perceive that I’m ready to heed
what’s coming for me and that I’m better on my own with my stumbling feet?
And I’m expected to be physically, mentally and spiritually at my peak
But all I do is internally bleed

Truth is I’m continuous entity that is always growing
Living in a generation that has so many feelings without showing emotion
I don’t have it figured out and don’t expect me to
But when the day arrives I’ll exactly know how to navigate through