The head that rolled was a cabbage

First let me say this, I love food. I name all my poems for food, even though they have nothing to do with food. I want to also say that I am obsessed with my boyfriend. Now you might say, "Yeah, you and the rest of the non-single girls in the world" but really. He was not my first love, but my third. He is, however, my truest love, first boyfriend, and first kiss (hopefully only? but I'm thinking too far ahead for my age). We are not the romantic type, I think we still act like the best friends we were in 8th grade, if not more distant, unfortunately. I am a all things you could ever think of, I am selfish, selfless, snobbish, caring, violent, passive, lazy, energetic, clueless, intelligent, but i digress, I tend to change from time to time. Overall, when you look at me, you see a child. A 10-year old living in a 14-year old body. I'm never going to change, I've stopped growing mentally. I will continue to be how I am, and even though I act like a child, I want to be respected among my peers. Many a man have told me that "I can never take you seriously!" I was so distraught by this. I always try to make people laugh, because their laughing makes me and them more comfortable, but I can be serious, too. But I can never change that. Never will anyone see who I am, and I guess I have to live with that.