Is This Adulthood?

I became an adult when I turned eighteen

When the realities of adulthood came straight towards me

As I signed my name on the dotted line

Tying my soul to a lifetime of debt

My loans grow stronger and stronger

And I wonder

Is this adulthood?

Babyface and naive, my future came hurtling towards me

Off I go to college, nervous but excited

Unaware of the decisions I chose

Because my knowledge of money was unknown

Savings, Credit, Debt, Loans

A foreign topic to me

After all, I just turned eighteen

What did everyone expect me to know?

Science, history, math I could see

Money, however, is not probable reality

Is this adulthood?

Is adulthood not knowing everything?

Struggling and striving

Paying off thousands of dollars for a decision I made at eighteen

When was I naive and didn’t know anything

The transitions from a child to an adult is short and blunt

Where people expect you to know everything upfront

But at eighteen, you’re still a child, anxious and wild

To explore the fantasities of adulthood without understanding its responsibilities

Is this adulthood?

As I transition from sophomore to junior, I learned the repercussions of that dotted line

Tying myself to a lifetime of crime

I am the little man paying back my debt to the corporate madman

Who’s unforgiving and cruel

And I wish I’d just gone to trade school and my debt would have been erased

But looking back on the past is a waste of time

It won't erase my signature on that dotted line

So I suck it up and move on as I begin to navigate the unforeseens of adulthood with my fresh cup of caffeine

And I ask myself truly

Is this adulthood?