Giving birth at a tender

Giving birth at a tender age was not me intention, 
How did this happen?
It is still a confusion.

'Pregnant, me, ha! never!' 
But his charming looks, boy was he clever.
That naive girl, believed his lies and believed how he loved me, 
I could not resist all of his charm but he convinced me with his soothing and caressing touch.

The first time I saw him, he looked so handsome, fun and strong, 
But coming to the end he turned out to be nothing of what I believed.
He got me with words and won me over, 
I was shocked that we would actually exchange our numbers.
The first time he called, I could not believe it was really him.
We talked and talked for hours, 
Days and weeks had past; just before you know it we became closer.

He called me during the midday and told me to come home by him to lime and to have a bit of one on one time together.
I agreed to his idea but what did i know? 
I thought all the girlfriends were doing it.

As soon as I entered his house, he started kissing me everywhere and all about.
He told me to relax and do not be afraid, 
I pleaded with him to stop that I was not ready for that kind of thing.
He said, 'girl why are you so uptight? '
But i could not care, I screamed with all might.
Stop! Please! Stop! 
He gave me a slap and told me to shut up.
I was humiliated, embarrassed, and afraid.
And no one came to my aid.

When he was done satisfying his want he sent me home, 
I called 911 on my telephone.
We, my parents took him to court and won the case.
I thought my sorrows had gone, 
But little did I know my troubles had just begun.
He is gone in the wind but where does that leave me? 
A baby and I am only sixteen.

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