You’re About To Turn 20, And Its Okay If You Aren’t Ready

You’re about to turn twenty
and the world hasn’t gotten any bigger for you.

You’re untouched,
unloved,
unprepared.

Your parents still pay for your gas.
Your friends all have internships,
one of them even got cast to be in a movie.

You’ve got all this talent
but you don’t know how to share.
You just want to fuck someone,
anyone,
to feel a little less like an island.

The man at the McDonald’s drive-thru
held both sides of your hand
when he handed you your change,
and you cried the entire way home —
skin burns.

You’re about to turn twenty
and you feel like you’re fifteen.
You sleep for fourteen hours
and still need a nap.

The world is shrinking,
one empty heartache at a time.
You’re scared you’ll never find
anyone to love you,
you’ll settle for anything.

Don’t.

You’re about to turn twenty
and they never remind you how young that is.
They never tell you,
just how much time you have.

You’re about to turn twenty
and it’s okay if you aren’t ready.
It’s okay if you aren’t ready.
It’s okay.