THIS IS A MISSION STATEMENT FOR THE MODERN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS

I'M THE POND AND THESE ARE MY FISH
FEELING THE WEIGHT OF THE UNSPOKEN ANXIETY
OF BEING AN ADULT WHO'S SUPPOSED TO HAVE THE ANSWERS
BUT DOESN'T

adulthood is a moving target
recalibrating every other day
the push and pull of wanting autonomy 
while resisting the weight of it
feeling the pressure to turn 
every experience into a marketable skill
security vs passion
but what about creativity
just for me?
there's a war going on 
self love and loathing at odds once again
and there's no leaked battle plans
no inside scoop
can I toe the line?
this pendulum of self perception