Being at 21, it’s either people think that you’re old enough
or that you still have more time.
At 21, either you’re forced to take responsibility or you’re
allowed to go after your passion.
Me at 21, I’m not there yet.
Sorry Mom, sorry Dad, I’m just not there yet.
At 21, I’m not what you expected to be and not even what
I expect myself to be.
At 21, I’m lost and broken.
At 21, I took crappy jobs and always get myself on the go.
At 21, I torture myself with anxiety, depression, and
overthinking.
At 21, what is left for 22?
