I have to
The sun sets, and
Only now do I realize
I am no longer a child.
I have to be an adult,
Which means I have to be my parents.
I have to hate the children I will have
and I have to have children, because
I have to fall in love, and then
Fall out of love,
But pretend I didn't.
I have to hate my job, my dreams, my life
Because I am no longer a child.
The sun sets, and the warm orange sky just tastes