Youth vs Experience sonnet

Lost in the wars of generations,

I sit by here and wonder,
But it remains as a question,
In the heart that grows fonder,
I live in the tender age,
Where i must gain my voice to speak,
As i'm standing at the breakage,
I ask myself, is this the peak,
They call me the future,
They see me as if i'm hope,
But i'm just not a good devouter,
I feel i'm uncontrolled,
The life of an elder,
Always thinking about the life i had,
Never thought i was better,
Than those who lived bad,
Ive seen the past,
Ive learned from experience,
I knew it wouldn't last,
I have the right to call the young ones inexperienced,
Youth or experience, my question?
Young or old i ask myself,
IS this is my destination,
while finding my better self.
AAHRTHI