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These Girls


Every day on my feed I see the same thing The blues and the pinks and what will you bring Young girls in high school some even my age This anger builds up; I have to turn the page Some part of me wonders if I am missing out Then I laugh and again I feel the need to shout A baby is something more than cute photos to post Today it doesn’t seem like it to most My mom worked two jobs to support me Now I see young girls just getting free money I always dreamed of something more A degree, a job, a future; just reaching for that door Don’t get me wrong, babies are a true miracle But the lack of education is what has me so lyrical Your dreams are now on the back-burner to theirs Diapers, feedings, late night worries and cares Do you think that man is always going to be there? Girl, I hope you have a plan when the fridge is bare I just don’t understand girls these days I suppose I was raised with different beliefs and ways Because all I want to do is hold my degree Not hold a screaming baby who is hungry
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Mbodnar
I wrote this poem about teen pregnancies and even young adult pregnancies. I feel like it has become popular to become pregnant out of wedlock which I do not have an issue with but if you are not financially able or stable, then I think you are just hurting yourself and your child. Finish high school, pursue your dreams...

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