I just want to get this off my chest. I know it’s not poetry but it’s all i’ve got.

I get bullied because i don’t have friends, because i’m pregnant and because i spend all my free time studying and talking to teachers. I find it funny how nobody has ever asked if i chose this for myself.

HA! Like i’d choose this for myself.

No, i’m pregnant because the one person i thought was my friend, turned out to be the devil in disguise. I trusted him so much and now i’m expecting a baby girl in march. An abortion was never an option, my unborn child will not pay for what her “Father” did to me and her “father” will never know she exists.

I don’t even have the chance to make new friends because of the fact that people bully me for being pregnant. Who would want to hang out with the girl hated by everyone and understood by no one? I study all the time because I have the responsibility of another human being and I promised myself that i will make her life the best one possible.

So yes, I’m a “Loner” and a “Freak” and a “Whore” and whatever name you want to call me, but i was just like you. The girl who was like “That’ll never happen to me!” and who was friends with everyone. Who was a social butterfly and went to every party but didn’t drink because there was really no point. Somebody told me to keep my friends close but my enemies closer but how can you tell which is which?