TOO FAST

What's the rush?

Is it weird that I don’t want to grow up?

That im in no rush?

I’ll take a thousand more placid days with my parents at home

Exploring what I want without obligations

Is it weird that I really don’t want to fall in love?

I see it as a distraction from my goals in life

Not saying I don’t ever want to

Just not yet

All my childhood friends

They want to be grown

To put an end

Their prolonged childhood in this endless summer

Of its end which I am dread

I don’t particularly find their endeavors “adult”

In fact, their rush is quite childish

So many have their license but still can't stay in their lane

You're a kid. Accept it. Lavish in it.

I don’t know what you may be dealing with at home

Which makes you yearn for being an adult

But you only have so much time in this short period of life

Slow down a bit and roll down your windows

Look around.