I had my first.
But it doesn't count.
I am still a little naive
And innocent girl.
No knowledge gained.
No one knows me like that.
I am the sister,
one of the guys,
I am forgotten.
So be it.
Forget about me.
Think I am crazy
And weird.
Know I am small and unknowing next to your big bad self.
I had my first.
But it didn't change me.
I am still smart.
And stubborn.
And alone.
I crave the touch of one more.
But I am slated to live with only my first.
Other runs around with their stories
With their loves.
But I am still at the starting line
Yet to begin the race.
