"A good wine mellows as it ages"
is what my dad says in reaction to my passion.
I don't want to here this because my feelings are real
I'm 16 years old, but I have a lot on my mind
I'm constantly stressed and worried for the world.
Where am I going to end up?
Where are we, as a world, going to end up?
I hear all these ways we can make it better
It gives me hope, I get excited
I tell my dad, but he doesn't seem to understand
He has a pessimistic view of us all
He's given up on trying to save humanity
I feel sad for him
Sometimes it gets to me, but other times it makes me strong
I live on
trying trying trying
to prove him wrong.