Leaves fade from their vibrant green hues and begin to fall
Seasons appear at your doorstep without so much as even a call
Twenty something, I know everything but absolutely nothing at all
Golden sunrises awaken you as the same sun fades your days into pink sunsets
Young bones wither around you as they sacrifice tranquility in attempts to collect past debts
If I'm gifted only eighty autumn seasons in this life, I refute any mistake as a regret
Leave words on the table like money on a poker game
Let your predecessors live vicariously through what they never became
Cover your imposter syndrome with gasoline and light the flame
Foolish fall for peace as a state of being, creatures misled
Even if it was, I doubt it's found by avoiding life or staying in bed
Isolation is a lie spread by bored souls who want you in their miserable stead
There are memories waiting for you through eyes you've never seen
To hell with glorified solitude, to hell with my fabricated routine
Return to the intensity that all moments are temporary, this fierceness you had at sixteen
If you can't sleep, regret is only had in words you wish you would have said
Inaction haunts more than action ever has, a "what if" tears you to shreds
Gravestone labeled twenty somethings whose spirit died for dreams unsaid
Love your reflection like you unconditionally love old friends
Embracing their evolution, adoration transcends
Comparison robs you of joy, always short on rent
I must have just missed you at the party, I left right before you arrived
Sorry to leave, I've got to tumble into Alice's Wonderland, who knows what I'll find
Who minds if an experiment make me appear unrefined
Can age aid you in this endeavor - how to forgive trespassers for the damage they've done?
Then we go and do the same in a different light to another, only to realize we're alike, all humans are one
Then pour this comfort into your diffuser, drifting off to notes of forgiveness until the rising sun
Leave no experience untouched, even if fear sleeps in the same bed
Who you are is who you choose to reveal, not what's in your head
Begging others to read your mind is like begging to be misread
Twenty something, no wonder the idea of home is constantly shifting
It's your mother's laugh, it's going out tonight because your friends are insisting
It's the best coffee you've ever had, it's someone remembering things about you because they were listening
To love with heart and soul, can I ease your voyage through this life or is that mad?
For what else is friendship as a twenty something than this seemingly illogical fad -
To bend the knee to this idea, I'd be more than glad
Carbon copies are always in style but leave them out of your cart
Today is today, will you be here or not?
I'd rather be painstakingly myself than ever be something someone forgot
Throw caution to the wind and let lesser minds sail that ship -
Why speak from a script when you could speak from the hip?
Even when your moods swing you around, let them take you on a trip
Turns out people never remember if you had good intentions, only what you actually do
It's never too early to pause and take a look at the view
Always leave before the lights come on, never wait until they're blue
Rinse away fear that gates of opportunity are closing, that you'll never get inside
Twenty something, don't miss out on gate codes just to keep your pride
Experience it all for what it's worth then leave it all behind
Is there a miraculous moment where we all come into our own?
And on that day, I wonder, will God call me on the phone -
To tell me that any day I ever felt it, I was in fact never really alone
Twenty something, of course I have wisdom, of course I'm impatiently lost
Life lessons used to leave me colder with a rougher edge, now they leave me comfortingly soft
So I'll act & I'll speak & I'll live & I'll learn - with no fear of the future, no regard for the cost