I am only 14 yet I know so much, and want so little.
The warm embrace of a man is all I ask.
And yet when I look at my friends they seem belittled.
When they cry at night from their loss of a boyfriend.
If only they knew I cried at night for lack of a man.
Is it a shame, that I feel like a woman?
Is it a shame that they act like brats?
Not once in my life have I begged my mom.
They sit and cry on the store floor, for a toy.
I understand a lot about this cruel world.
They understand little about reality.
And though I am off in my own world.
They pull me back.
And I feel like a kid...sometimes.
They feel like a kid all the time.
Is it my fault, that I toss in my bed?
Is it their fault they try to be alone in a shed?
I've played those games.
Like children in water.
I drown from lack of intelligence.
They know so little.
Is it my fault I am only 14?
Is it their fault they don't act like a teen?
And once again....alone in my bed..
While they sneak out to visit their boyfriends.
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