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You entitled insolent child
You have been mollycoddled
And catered to your entire
Short life.
Not even 18 and think you are an adult.
How dare you think that you can tell me what to do
How dare you assume anything about me
About life in general
You have not lived long enough to assume.
Your sheltered existence
One of helicopter moms always hovering
Never having truly lived at all.
Assuming you can tell an adult what to do
Assuming you know what to do
Assuming that anyone will even listen to your orders
You are a child still clinging to mommy’s skirt
Surprised when the world calls you out
Surprised to find it does not revolve around you.
Surprise! You are just one of many in this world
Nothing special, nothing noteworthy, nothing new
Just a child trying to exert his white male privilege
Trying to mansplain in your fake man voice
Trying to command authority
When inside you are terrified
Terrified that the world is going to see you for what you really are
A scared little boy too afraid to come out to his father.
Too afraid to admit that he knows nothing
Too afraid to actually experience life
Too afraid to let go of his middle-class white privilege to embrace his true self.
Great “poem”, but I don’t agree about the whole white privilege thing. I’m 57 and in my lifetime–and my own experience–I’ve seen privilege, and lack thereof, in all races. Thanks for posting!
Ah, yes. A teenager who thinks he knows everything and really knows nothing.