Of Age

twenty-one years of learning.
twenty-one years of enhancement.
self-sufficiency,
it’s a means to an end.
so watch me chase the wind,
find meaning in the meaningless.
it’s my life,
it’s mine to take or waste
my dreams, my visions,
my goals and aspirations.
work harder,
then comes reality from apparition.
but what of the bottom,
the floor which I call home.
am I a failure
for not reaching the sky alone?

twenty-one years of me
twenty-one years of self-sufficiency
they taught me to do it myself
but here on the ground,
alone in the dirt,
i’ve learned the most important lesson
they do not teach,
i’ve learned from hurt.

i need YOU.