Adult

I am not an adult. I am a naive teenage girl. I don’t want to be an adult. I want to be respected, and trusted, and I want people to have faith in me. I don’t want it mistaken, I don’t want to grow up. If Neverland was real, I woulda been on the first plane there. I don’t want responsibility, but I can handle them when they come my way. I want people to understand that I am allowed to make mistakes and to understand that even the wisest and oldest among us make mistakes. II feel like people throw my words into my face after they twist them around into a meaning that wasn’t even there and then they say that if I want to be treated as an adult I should stop saying immature things. But I want to be a teenage girl I just would also like some trust and some respect because I feel like I try to respect other’s even when they think of me as dirt.