Adulting

Deep inside a shady gloom

Far from where flowers would bloom

My mind is full of thoughts that are dark

This surely wasn't the journey on which I wished to embark.

My morning begins with subtle hints of dismay

the noons are spent in a timeless hustle

It's been months since I enjoyed a proper sunset

and years since my feet have felt a rustle.

Never should anyone let me down

so in technology, I trust,

Gone are the days of pure-hearted bonds

Here comes a dawn of lies and lust.

I live in a concrete jungle now

which is far from my home

the roads here are full of traffic

and there are no silent streets to roam

Riots and rituals don't affect me anymore

because in work I am always engrossed,

It's been quite a while since I was called a wonderful leader

and now I am always bossed!

There were times when I used to sob

now my tears have run dry

Not playing fugitive to my problems

is one of the million things that I'll have to try

I have seen people come, seen them leave

and admired some that left me hurting

I am bewildered about naming this phase

my friends call it ADULTING!