Suddenly

It’s all just fine when you ride on a wave,
Getting all you want and crave.
It’s all alright when you don’t have to worry,
When you don’t have to hope or cope.
Because the hoping and coping is done for you,
The responsibility is not yours.
Suddenly it has to be,
Suddenly you are ‘at that age’,
When suddenly you have to fend for yourself.
You can’t just have fun,
You have to do the boring stuff as well,
Otherwise it becomes impossible to really enjoy the fun
If you haven’t earned it.
It may be ridiculous,
But suddenly it rests heavy on my brow,
I need to pay,
To pay my way,
So that then I can enjoy my fun,
Rather than owing somebody for it.
Rather than selling my soul to the devil,
I will now, I hope, learn to cope,
By giving some time to work and grafting,
So that the good times are not taking bites from my soul.
So that the good times are mine and yours.
So that the good times are good.
So that there are good times.
This is me growing up,
Suddenly fun can’t just come,
Suddenly it feels like taking.