It is that time in one’s life,

It is that time in one’s life,
Where uncertainty has become mundane,
And it feels too scary to dream about the simplest things,
Like what and how you want the next day to be.

Because you have been disappointed so many times,
As it never goes as planned,
And it is left by the society of you,
To decide your life as you watch it play,
Like it’s not even yours.