just something that I wrote to help my older sister with her Health Project.  They were supposed to write about what happened to them during the different stages of Erik Erikson's Life Stages Theory. She asked me to help her, and I wound up doing the whole thing.  I just removed the last parts, and added a new final verse.  :D
The title was inspired by this Taiwanese song my sister was listening to while I was working, and she told me the phrase "ai dao" meant "love is here" and I fell inlove with it. 
This is dedicated to my mom.
No, I'm not fifteen, I'm just thirteen. but I wrote this in my sister's point of view, so I might as well.
attack as you please.

By the time I was a mere eighteen months old --
my mother remembers and to me, told --
I was very gullible, very sweet,
letting anyone carry me; everything, I eat.

From ages whence todlers grow --
my mother thought that I should know --
I was independent, a tad too pompous,
never wanted help, my rucus was my rucus.

From the time that I was six from three, --
my mother recalls the childish me --
surrounded by friends and planning my life,
ambitious though I was, I'd go through all strife.

By the time I'd gone from six 'til twelve, --
my mother kept telling me about myself --
I was lazy at school, but brilliant all the same,
smart but lethargic, seemingly mundane.

And now that I'm a matured fifteen,
my mother is not sure, but must have seen,
that I'm frustrated with my wants and needs --
courses for college, which oportunities to sieze.

I know I can't see the future,
can't know what will come, what problems I'd venture,
but I know that whatever will be,
I'm always lucky to have my mother with me.