So many are times when we are told we are insignificant,
That our voices don't matter,
"You are too young to know what is going on. You'll understand when you're older."
A few of those times, they're probably right but what about the others?
What if somehow I understand the situation more than you do,
But I can never tell you that simply because I respect you too much?
Why is my level of wisdom and maturity determined by my age?
Have I not lived enough to know or am I simply too young for your liking?
What do I have to do to prove that I'm mature enough to understand?
Or is my proving evidence of my immaturity?
These are just but a few of the questions I will ask and definitely not fear to ask ,till I get the respect I so dearly earned,
Whether you see it or you don't.