Being a Girl

Being a girl
Is tough stuff,
You’re growing up,
And times get rough.

Your body is
Constantly changing,
You grow hair,
And breast.

Guys become
You’re main interest.
But all they want
Is sex.

You’re in search
Of true love,
Someone
Who will treat you right.

Someone with class,
Someone that
Doesn’t want
A piece of ass.

When you find
The right one,
You’ll feel the spark,
Whether it is day or dark.

You have specific needs,
He must be, blue eyed,
Muscular, sweet and
A great personality.

The day will come,
When you meet Mr. Right,
But for now, relax,
Finish growing up.

Your day will come,
It usually does,
Pass this word on,
Tell someone.

Remember your young,
You just hit puberty,
Stick with the zits,
And then worry about boys.

Take life one day at a time,
Slow down.
Enjoy life
Someday, some boy will ask you to be his wife.