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Poem I wrote 6/12/12


Submitted:Jun 12, 2012    Reads: 73    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


I find it a little hard to breath

As I pace around the room

My mind is racing like a jockey on a horse

What will my father think of me?

How will my mother's friends treat her?

It feels like my heart has sank like the Titanic

I have this huge lump in my troat

I feel like busting into tears

It is not much longer until my parents get home from work

I sit for the rest of the time

I stare out the window as I watch the neighbor kids play outside

"How could I let this happen?"

I ask myself

I hear the door open

I turn to see my parents

Oh no

I can feel my warm tears

Crawl out of my eyes

I call my parents over

I can tell they are worried

Who wouldn't be?

Coming home from work to see their baby girl crying

I don't know how to tell them

So I ask them if we can play 20 questions

I just confused them but they agreed

It took them 7 guesses to get it right

I feel ashamed

My reputation is ruined

My daddy curls me up in his arms

I am glad for that

His warm embrace reminds me that I am still loved

My mommy kisses my forehead as if I am still her little princess

I am glad my parents understood

Now how will my peers view me?

They will call me things

Nasty things

Whore, slut, hooker,

Just to name a few

They probably ask me if I will get on tv

They don't understand that this is serious

I have another life to think about

Because I am pregnant

Yes, I am a teen mom





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