Choices
By Chelsea Skorta
Washington Middle School
Do you believe in miracles?
I don't anymore

If there was such things as miracles
I wouldn't have ever been like this
If there were miracles
I wouldn't have to hide away
Every moment of the day
Trying to conceal a secret
That my stomach is trying to reveal
There's a child growing in me
But I'm still a child too
I'm only 15
Why me?
God why did you have to choose me?
I know I made the choice
I'm sorry I blamed it on you
But I still feel let down
You should have stopped me
But you couldn't
The choice was only for me
The choice wasn't even the boy's
He doesn't understand
What I'm going through
He isn't yet a man
I can't make him see
It's his baby too
He just ignores me
Now I don't feel
The same as before
I used to be loved
I'm not loved much anymore
I'm sure my parents feel like disowning
me
Who wants the shame
Of a fifteen year old girl
With a baby of her won
A baby to raise
Now my child
Will have to grow up
Without a father
To give her love
I will give her
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