Yesterday I was Told

By three different older men

That I was mature way beyond my years

That my character shines through

Yesterday I was told

That if they were thirty years younger

They would marry me

How do complete strangers see me

But those who I live with

Those who I am close with

Choose to put me down

Choose not to see the real me

Or do they see me

And cannot handle the real me

Resentment perhaps

Of what I have no idea

I'm just a kid

As most say

Yesterday I was told

Some wonderful things about myself