The suspicion was in the air
during that February.
The signs were there but
my body plays tricks
and my brain doesn't register,
tries to make up for it
negative, positive
They were convinced
but I DENIED DENIED
And when the two lines
were shown
I was oddly calm
which is when my brain started up
Oh, fifteen is so young
There was too much down this little road of life
but the decision was already made
I dreamt of little hands and feet, and
laid my hand across my stomach
"It's only a bundle of cells."
But I fell in love.
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Humanity Soup
PoetryThese are poems that were rejected by my unimpressed creative writing teacher. The content of these poems are true. If there are any questions or remarks, please feel free to share them. Enjoy.
