Almost Grown-Up: But Not Quite

I am almost seventeen years old, It is almost summer, and My boyfriend and I are Kissing with the Lights off... I tell him I don't want sex. I wonder if this will be like The time- I am sixteen years old; It's cold outside but My boyfriend and I are Kissing with the Lights off- He asks me if I want To have sex... When I say no, he tells me It's okay- but his hands Move to my body- I still don't say yes, But after a while, He doesn't want to See me as much anymore, And I guess some other girl Finally told him what He wanted to hear Because it turns out that He's been cheating on me... Then I am fifteen years old, Being asked my age And receiving disappointment From the hands of the Asker- always male- Because my answer is Three years less than What he's asking for- I am fourteen years old And I stay home because I have decided that Boys are not worth My time; Not since- I am thirteen years old, And the same boy That kissed me first time Asks me to have sex. We break up after I say no. I am twelve years old And my first boyfriend Kisses me for the first time On my birthday... He tells me that he will Love me forever. I am eleven years old And sometimes I wish I had a boyfriend. I am ten years old- Sometimes I wish I was a grown-up. I am nine years old- I am eight years old- I am seven years old And playing with Barbies; Barbie is on top of Ken Because that's what Grown-ups do On television... I am six years old- I am five years old- I throw a fit because I am informed that I will have to grow up One day... I am four years old And Mommy and Daddy No longer sleep in the Same bed, now don't live In the same house; They explain to me and The other kids that they Are never getting back Together, but it's not Because they don't Love us, they just Have grown-up Problems- I am three years old- When I have nightmares, I crawl into bed With Mommy and Daddy... I don't know why they Share a bed, but I guess It's because they always Want to be together- I am two years old- I am one year old- I am a summer baby Because my parents Made me on Christmas, And that's way more Than a sixteen-year-old Needs to hear... I am almost seventeen years old, It is almost summer, and My boyfriend and I are Kissing with the Lights off... I tell him I don't want sex. He says okay... It doesn't matter. His hands move to My face.