My Decision
It was my first time, her first time, and now our first child. I wish I had waited a
while longer because stroking it a little harder made me a farther. I would be
dead wrong dead wrong to tell her I don’t want to be bothered. Ah I’m still a little
boy not ready to take that stand as a man. Damn only if I would have use
protection.
It’s to late to take back what’s already been done. I cant believe I’m going to have
a son. I question my self, should I be apart of their life, or wait to start fights about
me and the baby looking nothing alike. Should I really take responsibility for my
kid or maybe I can tell her I’m leaving to go do a bid. I think I’m going to stick it
through, although
That did get me where I’m at now. Maybe fatherhood is something I need to
make my life complete. I’m going to hang around and be the best farther figure I
can be for my son and having unprotected sex is done.
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