I wrote this when I was 12 years old. Why am I 12? by Lorien Loveshade What does it mean to be 12? I'm not a little girl who wears frilly dresses and curls and plays with little baby dolls and has tea parties and does nothing else. But I never was. I'm not a teenager They don't want me seeing PG 13 or learning about life or think about being a girlfriend or wife who fills her lover's desires. But I thought about those things when I was 10. So what am I? I am me a person you don't see a person you don't hear because you think you already know what I am. Isn't she sweet shes always so neat shes cute and petite with adorable feet. But they don't know I think of death and sex and desire and the burning fire smoldering in my heart. I want to scream and be mean and say what I think and shock them and mock them and say it all stinks. Whats wrong with our children? Why don't they obey anymore? Why don't they listen to us? Because don't you see You never listened to me. |
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