im not what you think i am

everybody has there own idea of what teen mothers are

but rarely are the ideas happy

they say i am stupid,

they say i am a bad person

they can't see how hard i work for her

the apple of my eye

they dont look at the sacrafises that I have made

so that she can be safe

and warm

but i don't care what they think

because she is all that matters

my baby girl is who keeps me

trooping along

beautiful little girl

you are hope for the future

i will never hurt you like i was hurt

i will keep you safe

because mommy loves you

and will never let you go

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