And when I stepped out,
not knowing who I was
or how I had gotten there,
my body was bursting with adrenaline.
Only later would it
feel like poison
where I needed energy the most.
But I could tell
in my first few moments
of life
I was surrounded,
enraptured,
and completely conscious
by the fact
that someone...
loved me.
(A/N: It's not much for poetry, but I thought it was decent. Obviously inspired by "The Doctor's Daughter". Please, Doctor Who people! Please bring Jenny back! Hope you enjoyed!)