Youth, late teens? Early twenties? Or just birth until 30?
A time to be free, childish, laidback and flirty?
What is youth but just a period filled with unnecessary time frames?
A push for success, the partner, a child regardless of your lane,
To figure it out, to behave,
When you truly understand the value of youth
To enjoy it, to slow down
Gone is your youth,
left is regret and the lines from a perpetual frown
And society informing you there is nowhere now but down.
Youth a construct which must be utilised in moderation,
And a midlife crisis when used passed expiration,
Yet when there is a pressure to live,
How can such a concept exist?
You can probably tell I am in my cursed youth.