NaPoWriMo #22 – I feel like an adult when

NaPoWriMo 2019

Hello everyone! Before we get into the poem I’d like to say thank you very much to everyone who has read my poems recently. I’ve seen a spike in my numbers and I am very grateful knowing that people like what I write :). Feel free to say hi in the comments and we can chat! Now, on with the poem…



I feel like an adult when a new washing machine excites me

I feel like an adult when I butter my own toast

I feel like an adult when I somehow manage to get rid of a cold on my own

I feel like an adult when the question ‘what do you want to be when you grow up’ scares me instead of excites me

I feel like an adult when I see too many paths are open in front of me and I’ve only taken one

when too many tabs are open on my laptop

when everything appears not as brightly coloured

when I am tired at 5pm

when I have to do my own dishes

I feel like an adult when my baby cousin asks me if she can keep something that was given to me as a child,

when chocolate sometimes tastes a little bit too sweet ,

but my lover’s mouth is sweet enough to last me a whole day.

I feel like an adult when I think about financial growth instead of physical growth,

when I think about money,

when I think about debt, credit, cheques and actually have to go into a physical bank to accomplish a task which could have been done in 10 minutes online???

I feel like an adult when I realise I’m actually an extrovert instead of an introvert

I feel like an adult when I realise the world is not school and school is not the world,

I feel like an adult when I try to explain to people that the world is not flat,

when I go the gym more often than I see my friends

when I actually enjoy healthy eating,

but I feel like an adult when I try explain that the world is full of sexists, racists and idiots who should be thrown off the edge of this flat sphere,

realising the planet is my home, this body is my home and home does not equal house,

but it does equal mortage

and that equals future

which equals scary

which equals, adulting.

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