A young body
Young face
Young heart

An old soul
Old memories
Deep understanding

I get judged
Misunderstood.
"She's young,
she won't understand,
she won't get the point.
She never does."
I do.
I understand more than you do.
I know why they do it.
I know how they feel
deep down.

"She's young...
she's expected
to make bad decisions.
She's supposed to say the
wrong thing."
I don't.
You are too daft to comprehend my
reasoning.
You don't know why I said
what I said.

Yes,
I am young.
Yes,
I am free.
Yes,
I am outspoken.

But no,
I am not unintelligent.
No,
I am not out of control.
No,
I am not always wasting my time.
No,
I am not a person concerned with the meaning of life
For I know the meaning of life.

I am a writer.
I am a poet.
I write deep.
I write from my broken, wrenched soul.
and yet
I am a scant 14 years.