through life, seemed so simple.
then it all started, with just one pimple.
about that time, my voice started changing.
then i told my dad, "you've got some explaining".
he then told me, things must change.
that is when i started, feeling strange.
it's not just me, the girls look great.
i even asked one out on a date.
feeling a little different, the I did before.
this time nervous as i knocked on her door.
she looked so beautiful, her hair so pretty.
her eyes lighting up, like lights in the city.
I held her hand, it sweated a little.
then she blushed, and started to giggle.
not knowing what to do, after all of this.
even thinking about trying, to steal a kiss.
not knowing how to leave, or say goodnight.
not wanting it to end, in sorrow or fight.
I thought as i walked away, it seemed so complex.
I'll wait till i'm older, to worry about sex.
By: mac_daddy2k1
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Thank you for visiting our page! We're a group of Social Work students at the University of Houston Graduate College of Social Work who are currently taking Dr. Brene Brown's Shame, Empathy and Resilience course. This class project is aimed at creating a safe space to educate, inform and increase empathy around the issue of shame and puberty for parents, teachers and other significant adults in children's lives.
