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!