Pregnant

17 and pregnant, 18 when the baby arrives. Can't wear clothes that I used to be able too. Have to buy all brand new. So much sadness that I just want to give up. Cutting myself is really messed up, sitting in my house wishing the baby was here, spending nights with my boyfriend trying to figure out how we're going to live, spending each day as it goes by with another tear, Jealousy of my sister is what I feared.

If I didn't wanna be like her, then why did I do it, times go by fast and one thing just led to another.

Now a mother to be-grandma and grandpa seem happy. Now I'm a frighten teen, who knows what this
little life will bring. Hopefully Joy
and happy times, not very many
troubles do I have in mind.

But as the years go on, and my Boy
gets older, I know there's going to be heartache like a solider.

Daddy's going to be there, I plan to marry him soon. Just after your
Birth is what I'll probably do.

We've been together for 2 years now. I've been through more then
Any teenager has, helping my boyfriend through the bad. Although times were tough and yes we did fight, we'd always make up that night. Fighting with my Mother
Trying to make her see, that I'm
Not a little girl anymore, But I'm just a teen. I guess even when little girls grow up, they're still there Mommies baby. Even little
boys, for they grow up too, they'll soon marry and have a life too.

This is just a little story that I'd like to share. Wishing my life as a kid again would be a lot more fair.