I'm Only Fifteen by ErinBrenna

I came to High School with all A's,
I was the teacher's pet cheerleader
Who knew all the answers in class.
I went to freshman year with a secure future.

When I turned 15 we met.
It was my Birthday and I was at your football game.
You were a Senior on the Varsity Football team,
I was a sophmore cheerleader in the National Jr. Honor Society.

We started dating and weeks later,
I fell in love or something like it.
I was infatuated by your every move.
So I made my first wrong choice, because inside it felt so right.

I gave myself to you, my whole body,
And you took me without hesitation.
I lost my virginity.
I lost my innocence.

My parents shouted and yelled,
I was grounded for weeks.
But not because they had found out about us.
Because I had made my first B, my grades were slipping and fast.

Months into my sophmore year I was an "average student".
Making B's and C's on report cards.
I quit cheerleading and stopped caring.
I had given up on the years of hard work
and sacrifice for moments of happiness with you.
You went off to college and left me 8 months pregnant.
I never heard from you again.
I was a sophmore in high school, still a child.
I had barely started to become a women, and now I must be mother?

When I was fifteen I had your son.
I no longer can go to Princeton or Yale because of my sophmore year
And the worst thing is, that I wasn't raped, I wasn't forced at all.
I gave up, this is all my own fault...

I'll graduate, But I won't go to college.
I'll marry, but the father of my son.
I'll get a job, but I'll never be the scientist I dream to be
and once could have been.
I'll live, but I won't forget...

Megan (205.188.209.9) -- Thursday, May 1 2003, 04:36 pm

no title
I like it , and i relate

barb (206.191.91.199) -- Thursday, May 1 2003, 05:47 pm

your dreams
Oh I'm sorry for everything you had to give up. But just think of your experiences as a detour.find a way to get what you want don't be defeated. Still get what you want. It's never to late. Good writing from your heart.

Roy (64.12.96.136) -- Thursday, May 1 2003, 09:06 pm

heck
Life has just begun and now you gonna find much happiness in that, tho it may seem to you with all these uncertainties more than overwelming for your life ahead. Well, be strong for yourself and life anew.
You haven't read to the end of the book with captive chapters of pictures and joy

Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Friday, May 2 2003, 12:25 am

Im 15...
I cant say i know how you feel because i dont. I am a froshnam in High school and i see a lot of that going on. I have gotten so worried that somthing like that
would happen to me so i built a huge brick wall so i couldent get attached to a gye and my friends are always saying just let him sit next to you just let him talk to you but i am just so scared of getting hurt. Im sorry this happened to you. Great poem!

CrYsTaL (206.216.224.92) -- Friday, May 2 2003, 12:34 am

I agree
I wouldn't know how that feels, but I definitely know I am not getting into boys until I am settled down with a good job and house of my own. If my someone really loves me, HE'LL WAIT! And that's a promise I try to encourage a lot of girls to make. This poem was very sad, and if it's true, I'm always here to talk...because I'm 15 too. Keep writing, really like the meaning of this poem!

Roy (205.188.209.9) -- Friday, May 2 2003, 02:09 am

I agree
CrYsTaL

ryan (24.153.177.14) -- Friday, May 2 2003, 03:12 am

no title
hey babe i like it you might have to tell me the story behind it sometime

much love, ryan

ryan (66.46.230.35) -- Friday, May 2 2003, 03:38 am

oh god
Her name is Erin not BABE

OOPS (66.46.230.35) -- Friday, May 2 2003, 03:41 am

THE MESSAGE
TTHE MESSAGE WAS FOR RYAN AND THE COMMENT IS FROM ME BARB

ryan (24.153.177.14) -- Friday, May 2 2003, 04:01 am

no title
well BARB she is one of my best friends so i dont really think she cares if i call her babe s <Snip)R><B>barb </B> (66.46.241.116)

ErinBrenna (24.175.195.72) -- Friday, May 2 2003, 11:07 pm

Thank you
Thanks alot everyone!! Well The story behind this is a TRUE story but It didn't happen to me it happened to one of my close friends and she wrote this. It's terrible and I hope none of you ever make this mistake.

Jim (152.163.189.65) -- Saturday, May 3 2003, 02:18 am

PLEASE
I haven't been on this site in a while and this is the first poem i've read since returning and need to say PLEASE!!!! stop the insanity...Women and girls need to stop living in a dream world and believing guys are the answer to their problems. And when things go bad ---it's the end of the WORLD!.. Stop thinking you can't move on/ "That that does not kill me makes me stronger"...Raise your hands to the sky and reach for the moon and if you don't reach it, the worse you'll come back with is a star...tell the author of this poem that the trials and tribulations she is going through will make her a much better scientist than if she didn't go through them because her mind will be more open to all scenarios no matter how surreal such as her own story and teenage pregnancy.And being a mom is one of the greatest experiences and jobs in the world, whether single or married. If you stop the dream, you stop the world.

Roy (152.163.189.65) -- Saturday, May 3 2003, 02:36 am

You did it!
I go with Jim on his comment. But may I ask? Is this just BS---I am too too old for words like this that take me down

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