Young Mother
There is emptiness in my heart, I want to be loved unconditionally and true,
There is no one to hold me or always be here...
A child of my own will ease my fears, I let myself say...
A love of my own flesh and blood, a baby of my very own, one who will love me
No matter what and will be with me always...
Now this life is growing in my young womb,
I am only sixteen and reality has set in....
So many questions I never had before, worries on my mind more and more.
I am so all alone, how could this be?
Where is the father of my child to be?
No money or home for my child and I to go...
I am sad and scared and no one evens knows...
I am his mother, the only way for him to survive,
Now that it's too late I ask myself why?
A child myself, I break down and cry.
I was naive and selfish and too young to understand.
My freedom has been stripped from me and my future is gone,
My baby and I have nothing to rely on...
So I strive to provide all that he needs as I go without so my baby can eat.
I am forced to grow up, my hopes and dreams disappeared, my childhood is only
a memory, I fear...
The love for my child is more than words can say and strong until the end...
But I miss my inner-child, my hopes and dreams, my youth and me...
My only best friend.
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