Too Old for 14

They all think I am older than I am

Wiser than my peers 

They don't see my childish tears

Everyone my age is free to make mistakes and learn

Have I grown too fast?

If we all have to grow, I guess it's my turn

Like an old ship with a new mast

I am afraid my childhood passed me

A mother at fourteen

Immature for twenty five

Wise for fourteen

Misunderstood when I strive

Not heard just seen

I wanted to be young, I think

Ask me to dance 

Ask if you can get me a drink

Tell me to give them a chance

I don't want to talk about guys

Or who’s your crush

But that means I am old in their eyes

It gets to be too much

They always act disappointed

When business doesn’t thrive

Even with all this responsibility I’ve been appointed

Acceptance is my drive

I wear too much makeup

My legs are too long

I want to give up

But for my siblings I have to be strong

I cant cry

For their sake

I have to try 

To hide 

Even if the smile is fake

I stepped in where I was needed

It changed me more than I can explain

My childhood like a garden getting weeded

But there is still pain

I am moving on but wanting to go back

Planning my future 

My child heart fading to black

But knowing deep down I am immature

I want to be innocent

Wishing I never knew what they meant

My resume is longer than anyone else’s my age

With experience most adults don't have

I have to be older for them to engage 

They are always surprised when I say fourteen

The conversation always changes

The question always comes 

“How are you a teen?”

Like a old picture in a new frame

The cracks cant be seen

I have no one to blame

I’m too old for fourteen