May Light Shine On Hell
My Mind Went Crazy , Could This Really Be Happening .
As I Gased into the postive pregancy test
I HAVE Caved Into Prear Pressure . I Was Pregant.
16 and pregant not even a high school deploma.
My belly was growing but my mind was not
How would I Be Supported ?
What would others think about me ?
How would I Tell The Father ?
Most important how would I Tell my parents ?
16 and pregant and I Can't Even Buy Anything On Tv. But Worried about what
the niggas see in me ? ?
16 and pregant.....why was this shit publicized to my demise ?
Trust Me Daijah. I Wont Cum Insize. The Lies The Lies .
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