Dragged feet
When are you an adult i beg to ask Is it when you do every task Become a slave to money and fame Put up a face so that you dont look lame When do you become mature i beg to know Is it when all emotions you let go Become an indifferent soul Put up a mask of worldly role When do we call ourselves a success Is it when all relations are in a mess When life in itself looks at you and asks back,,,do you still live?