"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.