When did I reach decisive twenties?

When did I reach decisive twenties?
Lately, my stubble grow quick leaving no barren space
Clouds of Existential crisis wrap the sunny mature sky
No longer alien migration of friends,
Learned Morality taking a slow yet heavy toll.

When did I board silent Adult caravan?
Where mandatory is a smile on countenances
Goes a rabbit’s race and turtle I perplex in my shell
Gotta move fast but where to go? “Follow them.”
Built I not for that Terrain, find I a way for me
“Knucklehead! a detour that is”, so what, a choice for me.

When did my convictions root deep to the self’s soil?
Is it when before slumber holding hope of better morrow
or when recurring tsunami of fate wash away my spirit?
Potable water of childhood is long evaporated
only remnant salts — taste for solitude and rebellion.