ADULTING

 

 

 

It seems so difficult when you can not think of one but alot of answers,

You don't have solutions but problems it self,
One you created and one created by someone,
You have always sit on your balcony,
Thinking of What you are doing?
And figuring out ways,
Winds are flowing through your hair and your coffee cup is not on the table,
Your bedroom walls are damaged,
But they are not as damaged as you are,
You remember how your teenage life is so carefree and relaxing,
And the school bags you carry with books and your pen purse,
Yet today you don't only carry bags but responsiblities,
We never knew that it takes a lot to be an adult,
World is offering so much as you move forward,
looking back makes you realised that it's not what you wanted,
But you look forward thinking of something better,
The book you are reading is now almost completed,
Where the protagonist at the end figures out their way,
Adulting is difficult but dwelling into it exhausting,
While sitting on chairs and counting this uncountable stars thinking of,
What would I do to make this world a better place?
What I have been doing?
And you are not alive but just an adult with problems you can't discuss,
But keeping your inner child alive and knowing when to be an adult,
It's not exhausting, 
You will find ways and the tunnel you're looking for,
But you have to wait until you figure out what does your inner child wants,
Until then keep adulting.

MANSI CHAMOLI 

 
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