20 Somethings

20 something, all alone still
Not a thing in my name
Ain’t got nothin’, runnin’ from love
Only know fear
That’s me, Ms. 20 Something….

When you’re a kid, you write a letter to your future self. You tell yourself that at 25, you’ve accomplished so much. Your 25-year old self has the car, the house, the career, the family, the money, the friends, the looks…and then you’re 25 and nowhere close. But it’s okay, they say our 20’s are the wander years. The time where we find out who we really are, what we really want out of life. Most of us have experienced our first and probably 2nd loves, we’ve quit shitty jobs and tried college at least once. But when you’re actually 25, you realize that you’re practically still a kid. Most of us didn’t expect the time to fly by so we’re catching up on things we probably should’ve started at 18. But says who? Who says you’re supposed to have their shit together at 25? How many successful people do you know who have experienced half of the things you have and still managed to have their shit together at 25? At 30? Who says we’re supposed to be buying our first house, having our second baby, celebrating our whatever wedding anniversary and have a credit score of 800 at 30? Where did these parameters come from? Don’t put so much pressure to have something by a certain age, life will make sure the opposite happens. But that’s what builds character. That’s what makes the great stories in your 40’s and 50’s. Have faith and trust the process, everything will happen in due time. I thought I would have a degree, a business, a husband and a house by now. I’ll be 29 this year and I just went back to school last week-but I’m happier this year than I was when I was 25. At 25, I didn’t even know who I was. I was a mother, but what else? Make sure you’re living for yourself and not what everyone says you should be/have. Enjoy those 20 somethings, 30 will be here before you know it. And 40, then 50…

stuck in them 20 somethings
Good luck on them 20 somethings
But God bless these 20 somethings
Hopin’ my 20 somethings won’t end
Hopin’ to keep the rest of my friends
Prayin’ the 20 somethings don’t kill me…

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