Remember when you were little? <br />And you always had a dream; <br />Of either having loads of kids, <br />Or becoming Queen. <br /> <br />Well I never dreamt of either, <br />Although now it would seem, <br />That I got one of those, <br />For I'm a mother at 16. <br /> <br />Yes my word it's early, <br />You may think I'm far too young. <br />To understand complexities, <br />Such as a daughter or a son. <br /> <br />But we were born to do this, <br />To bring about new life, <br />So you can think what you want, <br />But don't give me your strife.<br /><br />Brodie Rain Osburn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pregnant-7/
