On second thought....

Oh god 

what have I done 

traded a career and stability 

for temporary fun 

following passions 

chasing them around

also makes me pay attention 

to grocery store markdowns

I'm tired of this 

exhausted and unimpressed 

terrified I can't afford 

what life throws at me next 

choke down the thoughts 

in the back of my mind

that I was never good enough 

and I'm falling behind 

worry follows me through 

the day and the night 

if I achieve everything I wanted 

then, will I finally be alright?