A/N: Wow, two uploads in one day!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except this poem. Could it be called a poem?
Warning: Just mentions teenage pregnancy, abortion, drugs and alcohol.
Info: Tenna always reminds me of that Fat Friar in Harry Potter- I think of him as a guy who is really actually depressed but puts on a happy face. So what if Tenna really was depressed? After all, no one can usually pick it up unless the depress-ee actually shows it somehow.
I also think Tenna may have been quite a wild child in her teenage-hood. And what if she was? Would she regret anything? Maybe she would. So I whipped this up and decided to post it. Hope you enjoy it!
Never will they see
The pain they do to me
Try so hard
To hide the scars
Not that they'll see
As they
Are hidden
Deep
In my mind
Never knowing
Where the road leads next
I'm just so tired
Of this life
The expectations
That they have
Of me
And so
I try to live up to them
Although both they
And I
Both know
That I
Was never
To live this life
And follow their dreams
So I grin
And bear this burden
Am I worth it all?
Think it over
In your mind
Teenage pregnancy
Drugs
That is more like bliss
When they hide the
Scars that cover the eyes
Staring
Off into space
I am not happy
I am not sad
I am just me
With a past
That many
Would think
Couldn't exist
Teenager abortion
Maybe
I should
Abort my past
For my present
Can be better
Is better
But now
I feel I must
Protect my friend
From the past
I lead
Not that
They had
A teenager pregnancy
Or teenage
Abortion
Or drugs
And drink
But they may lead my life
Now
In the present
But for now
I'll just grin
And remember
My teenage
Pregnancy
…
Why
Doesn't
The
Pain
Just
Fade?
A/N: Um…
Whoo!