How to Adult

Trust me when I say this:
Being an adult is fucking hard.
There are no easy answers.
Everyone just plays their part,
The bin man, the tax man, the mail man,
The green grocer, the teacher,
The builder, the electrician,
The servant, the preacher,
Whatever their gifts,
And whatever their roles,
Whether it’s life affirming
Or destroying their souls,
Because they have to.
They have to pretend,
To husbands and wives,
Children and friends,
That they’ve got it under control,
That their dreams haven’t gone to pulp,,
Because the truth is simple:
No one is born who knows how to adult.

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About Paul Carroll

Paul Carroll is a writer, born, raised and still living in Dublin. By day he's a student and bookseller, by night he writes fiction and uses social media.
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