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Guess what?! I'm actually 16........

Poetry By: nour

my parents never treat me my age....ugh!

Submitted:Jun 24, 2010    Reads: 84    Comments: 13    Likes: 3   

Guess what?! I'm Actually 16
My parents treat me like I'm still eight
Every year they tell me to wait
Till I grow older and learn
As everyone's dreams get bigger mine burn
And while I wait at the end of the line
For a place that was supposedly mine
I'll just hope they'll understand
I don't need then to hold my hand
In every single step I take
Or for ever decision I have to make
This is my little world, which isn't for sale
My life, my dreams, my hopes mine own fairytale
None of this is called protection
I can't breathe from all this attention
To me it's called never ending pain
When they leave me with nothing to gain
It's not a battle for success
I just want my life nothing more or less
I'm sick of this being a dramatic play
Of crying and screaming, living this way
Everyday with a new story to tell
It isn't fun, it's more like hell
Tonight I'm wishing for a shooting star
Though my wishes seem real bizarre
But I still keep believing somehow
That maybe they'll understand now
I'm old enough to do things on my own
To walk on the path of my life all alone
It to late to cry over the past
And honestly I think it's a waste
I'm their daughter and I'm saying this now
I'm stealing my life back, I don't care how
Now I'm sixteen
This to them isn't much different than thirteen
But nothing will hold me back
While I walk down my track
As a sixteen year old, not thirteen or eight
Here is my train I can no longer wait.


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