Reset the Time Machine
It isn’t that I didn’t see it coming or wasn’t warned
It’s that I never imagine it happening so fast
As though I hopped into a time machine
and now I’m here
The younger me couldn’t wait for adulthood
I heard everyone say not to grow up too fast
but I figured it was all just talk
The young and foolish, huh?
Too upset about being told no to weekend parties
Annoyed about my curfew when I wanted to be out late
Frustrated when told I couldn’t have my own Facebook
But why was I so pressed for these things?
No answer… But I do know one thing
Since I’ve transitioned through the time machine
my responsibility button has been slammed on,
and my brain has hit a switch too
Now I’m searching for the best health insurance, grocery shopping alone,
keeping and securing personal documents, and working every chance I get
No more wanting to be outside, I’m now a homebody
And boys are no longer cute when their mentality doesn’t match
I would get into finances but time is money
And right now I don’t have either
I wonder, is there some way, somehow I can rewind a little bit?
BRB… Turn the switches off and reset the time machine.
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