Twenty something

I am twenty two and I am worried where it’s going,

And then you say, it’s early to start worrying.

Sometimes you ask, what my plan is for the future,

And there I’m still clueless, end up pretending to be a loser

I dream the life of a wanderer, I say,

Around the country, and the world over

But then you say how do you plan to settle further

And there am left confused, moreover

I am twenty two, at the prime of my youth hood

Even though I still yearn to go back to my childhood

Back to the time when I fancied growing up

And caution, Oh my mind! Please shut up

It’s tough to be in your twenties, you miss those friendship

That now exists only in the Facebook news feed.

I always wish to add it to the cart,

Only to close the browser back to the start

OH ! why is twenty always confused at heart.

You tell me don’t make friends with any stranger so soon

And then you bring me an unknown bridegroom?

I make friends, I make love, I make cake and I make worksheets

Believe me the above line is pointless, totally irrelevant

But so is my life to you, the aunty who lives across the street

Why do you bother so much? Do I have to make it more evident?

They will talk, advise, stand beside, and perhaps sympathize

But then ultimately you have to live your life

So what if it’s twenty? Live life king size

Laugh, love, dream, follow your heart

If you stumble, there is always a new start

Why plan, learn to take a chance

Coz someone has said, twenty happens only once