A life with-in

Mistake, regtets?
so small and fragil.
A life going in me,
only 3 weeks old.

I'm only a kid myself,
a mother?
He's just now becoming an adult,
a father?

Two in love people,
made love.
Life changing desition,
but what path to take?

Two confused hurt kids,
who are now parents.
Touching my tummy,
tears run down my face.

Not yet, we're too young,
but i'll never forget my child.
3 weeks old,
so small, so fragil!

**I wrote this poem when I thought I was Prego. But thank god that was a misunderstanding. Yes, I want kids one day. but I'm too young and I have way too many life plans ahead of me.. so i hope that maybe my poem can help young teens like me to understand....BE CAREFUL!!**