THE STORY OF A TEENAGE GIRL
She turned sixteen, he called her 'sweet'
Her breasts were full, her hips were out
Her face was smooth, as bright as light
He always promise to make things right.

They dated for months, and she felt high
The days of reckoning was dangerously nigh
Then she got late and started to sigh
Fear crept in, if only she could fly.
She told him the news, he turned to buzz;
Have an abortion, you have nothing to lose.
Feeling trapped and caught, she turned to snooze

And cried all she could
Father blamed mother out of the blues.
Her life was ruined, she has no clue,
If she was so sweet, where is he now?

Credits.... Nairalander