You are a child, irresponsible beyond repair.
I am the adult, responsible, but no one cares.
Take a glance it seems vice versa.
Venture in discover the truth.
Fifteen and oh-so grownup.
Dinner, laundry, bills.
You should be taking care of business. Yet, I am.
I should have friends, a life, fun.
Someday I'll be leaving this place without second glance.
"You have no skills what-so-ever."
Remember? That's what you said.
Well, guess what.
I've been taking care of you.