The Voice of a Pregnant Woman
The Voice of a Pregnant Woman
Tears I cry,
to be strong I try-
tears have covered my eye,
this baby I'll keep, it won't die.
To all what people say,
attention I no longer pay-
I am living in pain everyday.
Everyday is a bad-day,
All friends have run away-
in faith, prayer I find my way.
People look at me down-
even when I'm walking in town,
I begin to hide my big tummy.
When I'm at the mall,
Carrying my tummy, my ball-
I walk until I almost fall.
I will wait and give birth,
love my baby until death.
my laugh is not laughter
I really suffer.
Drencho_POET_Loads.
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