In a dark room, with the shadows
That she pretends do not exist
Helpless, timid tears caress her face
For everything she'll miss
She rubs her budding belly
As sadness feels her heart
And her senior year of high school
Still had yet to start
She would miss the Senior prom
And so many other things
And all this was so capable
A few months ago it seems
But un-thoughtful choices
And foolish mistakes
Will now haunt the very decision
That she will have to make.
The faces of the people
She loves and cares about
Haunt her very dreams
Too terrible an amount
What they’ll think
And what they’ll say
Seem to become louder
With each passing day
And as the shadows in her room
Dance across her face
She knows that what she’s done
Wasn’t done in grace
But she will take the blame
And she will sacrifice
Because she believes that everyone
Deserves some prospect of life.
And yes she will hear the whispers
And she will miss the dance
But the baby in her belly
Will one day get that chance.

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