Legally I am an adult.

18 going on 19.

According to most,

I still am a teen.

According to most,

I don’t seem like 18.

According to me,

I don’t think I’m ready to be an adult.

I keep wondering if something is wrong with me,

Because I can’t seem to understand.

And I don’t want to be the person that only writes about crushes and drama,

I’m not shallow don’t worry.

Yet here I am,

I don’t know.

I’m sorry.

I don’t know if I can do this.

I’m sorry. 

I don’t know if I can do this for much longer.

I’m sorry.

I don’t know if I can do this for much longer and I’ve been getting tired.