Tears of a teenage mother
flow slowly down the lane
Having no shape or meaning
Yet they still drive me insane
looking in the mirror
I refuse 2 see the sign
My body getting bigger
Inside...
A little baby that's mine
My heart broken so many times
no glue can shape it up
No sun, no moon or falling star
can make this terror stop
My body seems so old
as my mind can't take the pain
My soul seems so cold
lost in a lonely game
I see the dissapointment
of my loved ones who dare 2 look
Unknown they show me fear and desperation
anxious bout the way my life just took
Shame all over my body
i smile 2 hide the pain
it's such a lonely world 2 be
it's my tears....
rolling down my teenage mothers'face.......