A Prison

I live in a house, although its big its not pleasant.
Being the youngest has its perks, but I bearly have any say in it
My voice is usually unheard when verbal fights occur.
Things like, "I'm older!", "I raised you, and this is how you repay me?!".
Everyone has their own little rules, but when I make a rule; sometimes they say things like, "I'm driving I make the rules not you", "My house my rules".
Why you might ask? Because I'm the youngest. Youngest has no say.
Sometimes I get the feeling that I'm living inside of a prison or a cage.
I feel as though I have no freedom.
I can't drive, so I have to abide by their rules if i ever want to go somewhere.
I'm depending on them so much that I have lost some of my rights when I walk through that door.
If I had my own house, I could live the way I want.
If I had a car I wouldn't have to bother anyone.
Until I break free from their grasp, I'll always feel trapped.