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Choices
I feel like I can’t breathe.
This will mean the difference of being confined or free.
Why did this happen to me?
I’m stressing out with all the possibilities.
I could not or I could be?
I’m not ready, I’m seventeen.
Could I be… pregnant?
I shouldn’t have made the choice that I did.
Everyone is telling me what I to do.
And honestly, I’m really confused.
It’s my choice, isn’t it?
I’ll abort it.
I can’t go through it.
It was my choice to make it, so it’s my choice what to do with it
As cruel as that sounds, it’s true.
Who is someone else to tell me what to do?
Yes, it’ll be hard to live with, but I know I’ll be okay.
