ONCE UPON AN ADULTHOOD

i thought when i became an adult
i would no longer get acne,
though i don’t know why i thought that,
it’s not like anyone tried to convince me of it,
but i just assumed, i guess,
that acne was an adolescent problem,
like having to go to class to learn things i would not retain,
or having peers snicker at me because of one such thing or another
as i walk down the hallway,
though i suppose high school was just preparing me for
the inevitable train of thought to come,
nothing would change,
but taxes seem strange