A year and a half ago

This was when I realized I was an adult

I was constantly surrounded by older people

The ones I would call the real adults

When I was waking up at ungodly hours

Before Dawn

To work with them

When walking around them

Buying groceries

To cook for myself

When swimming around them

At the YMCA

To destress

The ones I looked up to

I was constantly surrounded by them and their silver-colored hair

A year and a half ago

This was when I realized I, too, was an adult