Dear Me of Society

Sometimes its hard to be just 24
I'm an adult, it's not high school anymore
Bills to pay, company lies to navigate
Google lies, websites lies and companies just want to own you
I'll never be a millionaire, never touch thousands
I'm working on radical acceptance
Learning how to navigate this world
Navigate, navigate, navigate
Pull up maps, where am I?
Turn to tumblr; not liberal enough
Pull up facebook; not conservative enough
Trying to claw my way out of googles bubble
Just trying to figure out the truth for myself
Memes dictating depression and the world ending
Talking to family about our Apocalypse plan
I'm practicing my stitch work for the stitches I'll be sewing
I'm commiting edible plants back to memory
Rebuild, rebuild my mind is all about that rebuild
The world is about to burn because it's not changing fast enough
Am I really only 24? Because I feel so much younger... so much older
Than just 24