Poetry

Such a poor choice,
Why would you do that?
You have a child to raise,
You're acting like a spoiled brat
In trouble with the law
And you're just sixteen
Just grow the hell up,
Look at the mess you have to clean
A price you'll have to pay 
For the rest of your life
Gave him all that,
And you won't be his wife
Why create innocence
Just to soil it with sin
Now there's no escape from this hell
That you put yourself in
I pray that one day
You will wake up and see
That life waits for no one,
Not you and not me
So make wise decisions 
Don't let anything hold you down
Because in the end, life's a circus
Don't play the clown.