Little Sister
You don't listen
To what anyone says
Claim to hate your life
But do nothing to better it
Run around with who you want
Despite your parents' warnings
Blow off your sisters, brother, friends
Every time they offer help
It was all just fun and games
Until you ended up infected
Visited the doctor
Got everything fixed
Thought all was well again
Then came the double line
Pregnant.
Any color but white
Your parents are against
It's never stopped you
Now, it's growing in you
At a loss for words,
No one knows what to do or say
Always here and willing to help
Just completely disappointed
We told you to use protection
If for anything, your health
But now a baby grows in you
You have a decision to make.
Keep it?
Your parents will disown you
Goodbye home. Goodbye car. Goodbye phone.
Adoption?
Still have to tell your parents. Good bye life.
Could you really give your child away?
Abortion?
Parental consent still needed.
Money you don't have still needed.
Keep it? Adoption? Abortion?
What's it going to be?
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