(AN: I dunno if anyone else experiences this, but I always find that the
main age of men I seem to attract always end up being in their 30/40s which
is really quite disgusting considering I'm like still 16.and it really
annoys me how some men just won't leave me alone, even if I've lied to them
that I've got a boyfriend or told it straight to their face that I'm not
interested. This is what the poem's about)

I'M NOT INTERESTED.

It's nice to be reminded that I'm wanted,
But not by you.
It's nice to be reminded that I'm beautiful,
But not by you.
It's nice to be reminded that I can attract people,
But not by you.
It's nice to be taken out,
But not by you.

Don't get me wrong,
I'm sure you're a nice guy.
But I'm getting really sick
Of seeing your kids,
And noticing the wedding ring.
And having to remind you
That you're 36,
And I'm 16.

I really don't want to cause offence.
But when will you get the picture
I'm not that kind of girl
So please, will you just
LAY OFF?!