How Dare You
How dare you.
You are supposed to encourage me to fly, to soar,
but instead, you take away my voice; you silence my roar.
While I work to turn my dreams into a reality all alone,
you never see me; you sit too high on your mighty throne.
Stop telling me to speak up when you still won’t listen at all.
My body burns with rage when I try to speak to a wall.
Instead of doing your job of helping me along my way,
You insist on bringing me down, each and every day.
A big tough man should not decide what I can or cannot do.
I am old enough to think. I am seventeen, not two.
Never again will I let you belittle my spirit.
I’d show you this poem, but I doubt you’ll even care to read it.