Youthful Fool
With youth comes happiness, or so they say.
Yet happiness is absent for those
who have been pushing youth away.
My ideals, beliefs and opinions I have built never borrowed or bought
dismissed with a wave of an adults hand
for at my age, I am not entitled to such thoughts.
For 16 years I have been under thumb, gotten my fill
yet now I'm still too young yet I fear
that if I have not learned by now, I never will.
I am force fed responsibility yet deprived of basic human rights
even conclusions of myself I am too young to draw
for even with 2 open eyes, I am blind in sight.
Sometimes I hate to think the wicked of the grown
that years of life is somehow equal to experience
as if days of life could atone.
I am entrusted with some of the largest adult behavior
I face graduation, jobs and the ability to drive
yet somehow the elders are still slavers and not saviors.
But I will hold back, stay to the side.
I will seal my lips and not threaten you
since I know well, my words could keep a 'grown adult' tongue tied.
poem by Lindsey Wolf
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