Think

In this relationship you say you love me
But you always push and shove me
I feel pressure to do something I don’t want to
If pick the wrong choice than I loose you
People say teenage love is just a foolish game
And teenage pregnancy is just the same
I feel  pressure whether or not to keep the baby
Whether or not it will be better off. Maybe?
But when I gain the courage to tell you how I feel
You over react and make a big deal
You say your too young to be a daddy
You beg for an abortion , your just not ready
I feel pressure, which one to keep
Tossing and turning not able to get any sleep
 I awoke in a panic scream
Realizing it was just a dream
Unaware of the outcome of my choices