Young Mother

There is emptiness in my heart, I want to be loved unconditionally and true, There is no one to hold me or always be here... A child of my own will ease my fears, I let myself say... A love of my own flesh and blood, a baby of my very own, one who will love me No matter what and will be with me always... Now this life is growing in my young womb, I am only sixteen and reality has set in.... So many questions I never had before, worries on my mind more and more. I am so all alone, how could this be? Where is the father of my child to be? No money or home for my child and I to go... I am sad and scared and no one evens knows... I am his mother, the only way for him to survive, Now that it's too late I ask myself why? A child myself, I break down and cry. I was naive and selfish and too young to understand. My freedom has been stripped from me and my future is gone, My baby and I have nothing to rely on... So I strive to provide all that he needs as I go without so my baby can eat. I am forced to grow up, my hopes and dreams disappeared, my childhood is only a memory, I fear... The love for my child is more than words can say and strong until the end... But I miss my inner-child, my hopes and dreams, my youth and me... My only best friend.