Teen Baby Mama
If I talked about boys it became a heated discussion, my parents said
I’m too young and I’m rushin.’
My mom and dad were very protective, a little too much from
my perspective.
All I wanted was to have some fun, I felt like a prisoner that was on
the run.
At sixteen years old I felt I was grown, I thought I was ready to be on
my own.
I ran the streets and came home late; it wasn’t long before I started
to date.
I met a guy who seemed really into me, I even let him have my
virginity.
I didn’t force him to use protection, I was real naïve and afraid of
rejection.
I got knocked up which was no surprise, he said it’s not his baby
and began telling lies.
I told my parents I was keeping the baby, they said: “What‘s wrong
with you girl have you gone crazy?”
They said: “why bring a child into this world? You’re not grown yet
you’re just a little girl.”
I ran away from home for a while, with no supervision I basically went
wild.
I ended up in a home for teen mothers, I wasn’t alone there were plenty
of others.
I ran away again and my baby was taken, I didn’t realize the mistake I
was making.
I ended up getting into prostitution and drugs, I couldn’t seem to
stop meeting Thugs!
I almost died of a drug overdose, It was like I saw a light that was ever
so close.
It changed my life which was so filled with drama, just because I
became a “teen baby mama.”
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