Tested Positive

I hate you and yet I cant blame you, I made the choice played an adult game, I never thought , not until after, why after, Now you! and like an infection I am infected, Only 29 weeks from now, you will spring forth, From my small already frail body, you will come, Like he did, he didn't think either, And here I stand thinking, just how will I deal, For an hour of lust, I am now forced to love, And yet I hate, that night, the mistake, Not you, but myself, the result, I am only eightteen, I'm not ready to hear your screams, Yet I sit here and hand on stumic, Kick Thing, Kick, and dont stop kicking, I fear the silence the silence of your body, As if you were mine, and yet you are, but not. Will I keep you, hold you tight, do what is right, Or give you the better life, Could I give you all you need, And still keep me, You are me, apart of me.... I am still me, My baby.