It so familiar This rabbit hole of nostalgia Consuming. The person you have been Or should we say The people… Because you have been so many people. And you have had so many friends over the years Come and go Stay Disappear and you’ve left people behind. You are constantly attempting to measure your ordinariness You fear it Creep around corners as if awaiting it’s approach The inevitability of it

childish adulting

You keep thinking about how it wasn’t supposed to go this way How, You were one of them once. Full of potential and dreams and ideas bigger than yourself And now your just desperately grasping at their hopes and dreams Except you are scornful You are bitter Somehow you have ended up in the exact position you always feared Living with your in-laws Working full-time With a fistful of broken