I Just Wanted To Be LovedA Poem by Laura HarrisonWhen I was
10, I couldn’t wait to grow up and have a boyfriend; Someone to
hold hands with in the back seat of his car And someone
to kiss me like they do in the movies.
But when I
got old enough to understand what girls really
did in the back seat of their boyfriend’s car The only
reason boys paid attention to me was so they could tell me that I was fat Or that I
was so ugly that no-one would even want to rape
me. I saw all
the other girls in my class making out with the popular guys; Their
tongues darting in and out each other’s mouths, like two snakes having a fight I heard them
talking to their friend’s in the cafeteria at lunch time Bragging
about how many times they had had sex that week. I longed to
be a part of that. I wanted to be one of the girls that lost her virginity
in the back seat of her boyfriend’s car. One of the
girls who got called a s**t by other
girls Because
isn’t that better than being told that no boy will ever want to kiss you in
case your ugliness was infectious? Isn’t that
better than being told that no-one will ever want to have sex with you? And isn’t
sex the definition of love?
When I got
my first boyfriend at the age of 18; I was
constantly telling him that I was fat And that it
was a wonder he wasn’t as ugly as me from the amount of times we kissed. I put myself
down that many times, I should have changed my name to ‘insecure.’ It took me 5
months before I finally got the confidence to have sex with him But he had told
me that he loved me 5 days after we
started dating. © 2013 Laura HarrisonReviews
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15 Reviews Added on November 5, 2013 Last Updated on November 6, 2013 AuthorLaura HarrisonAshton-under-Lyne, Greater Manchester, United KingdomAboutMy name is Laura, I am 25 and I write poetry to understand life. more..Writing
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