Kid

Look in the mirror, kid.
You're sixteen, not five.
How can you be so stupid
When you're old enough to drive?
Listen to yourself, kid.
You're sixteen, not two.
Yet you're throwing a tantrum,
And I'm losing respect for you.
Look at yourself, kid.
You're sixteen, not four.
You're struggling so hard,
Yet you're claiming that you're bored.
Hear your own words, kid.
You're sixteen, not one.
Your brain needs to grow up
Because your body's almost done.
Look in the mirror, kid.
You're sixteen, not three.
How could you be so clueless?
Act your age or get away from me.