Learning to drive was easy, knowing what direction to take was harder.
Didn't even think I would get older than 15.
Couldn't even make my bed, now I have to navigate gas prices and oil changes.
What path do I take to get the hell out of here?
Can I live in a box on the beach?
I don't even know how to pay taxes how do you expect me to pay for my everyday?
20 years of inexperience never granted me a shot at life or anything real.
The dirty laundry just keeps piling up and the dishes are never clean.
Sleep till I can't anymore and the depression is the only thing that keeps me awake at night.
Day dreaming is the only thing keeping me alive at this point, wishing and hoping for a true reason to live.This is what it means to get older.

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Oceans In My Mind
PoetryPart 2 of The Days With No Sun. Oceans In My Mind. poetry, rants, thoughts, inspiration. Read on loves.