Poem;I was wrong

It was a cold night,waiting for papa to tell his numerous tales,but something was unusual this time around cause he titled it 'I WAS WRONG'.

 Papa said thinking about sex will destroy my mindset and my life,i thought about sex and nothing happened I was right ,papa was wrong

He warned me about kissing before marriage,I kissed and nothing happened,I was right,papa was wrong

He warned me not to touch a woman,I touched it and it felt good but nothing happened,I was right,papa was wrong

I kept thinking,touching and kissing but nothing happened,papa was wrong and I was right afterall

But one moment of madness,i kissed,touched and went all the way and sex happened and for the first time I thought papa was right and I was wrong

But then it occurred to me that I was never right because sex is a process and I was blind to the process.

Papa was actually right and I was wrong.