Thirty and Thriving

I've always been a wishful thinker
Crossing toes and crossing fingers
But the picture in my dreams hasn't been adapted for the screens
And the door I'm behind is double-locked
I tell myself to hurry up I got a deadline
Give it two to three more years
I say it every time
Cuz I'm thirty
And not really thriving
I'm just out here barely surviving
Suppose to follow all the steps
The job, the porch, the kids, the pets
But I'm zero for four
Getting older isn't fun anymore
They say it's too late to keep on trying
But I just started flying
I ran a mile just to hit a stone
And found a way to come back home
And who says that's not enough
I tell myself to hurry up I got a deadline
Give it two to three more years
You're wasting your time
Cuz I'm thirty
And not really thriving
I'm just out here barely surviving
Suppose to follow all the steps
The job, the porch, the kids, the pets
But I'm zero for four
Getting older isn't fun
When you're standing on the tallest chair
Reaching for what could be there
But you can't feel it in your hands
And when you're just trying to be yourself
But there's always another someone else
And nothing goes as you planned
Cuz I'm thirty
And not really thriving
But I'm still trying
Suppose to follow all the steps
But I haven't found my footing yet
And I'm still zero for four
Getting older isn't fun anymore
Anymore
Anymore