For the price of adulthood I’ve had to repeatedly sacrifice the sweetness I once had because people take advantage.
For the price of adulthood I’ve had to restrict that level of enthusiasm I use to have because everyone made me feel like that was out of place for someone like me.
For the price of adulthood I’ve gained a large dose of cynicism because people deceive and lie so regularly that you will pay dearly for accepting something at face value.
For the price of adulthood I’ve had to learn to protect my heart to the hatefulness of other. To shield myself from those who seek to do me harm for no good logical reason.
For the price of adulthood I’ve had to watch people hurt each other and all I could do was watch, because sometimes the ways they hurt each other are intangible.
For the price of adulthood, you learn about the grey:
– where black and white blur
– where good and bad aren’t defined
– where right and wrong both harm and hurt.
The price of adulthood is costly, but it’s a price you have to pay.
It sucks to look at the person you were and the personality traits you love in yourself that no longer have a place in your life, all for the price of adulthood.
I’ve been watching myself kill off the parts of me that can’t exist all for the price of adulthood.
I miss the me I used to be.
PS – Hope you enjoyed the cool video, I thought it was a great representation of my feelings in this post
Theo. Over and Out.