My friend has a baby and she's crying on the phone She called me up in the park sitting all alone Telling me about her problems as I'm writing this poem Not every family show love to their child yet we still complain About not having everything we wanted we can't relate the pain A young girl thought her family loved her then a baby came The baby smiled when he notice the family but don't feel the change He's too young to understand life as things evolve it's never the same Now the young girl became a young mother and her mother is ashamed The young mother has a lot on her brain her son, the struggle, and a lot of blame Life seems to get heavy if you can't release the stress If you decide to commit suicide then you failed the test The young mother is planning to leave with her baby from the nest Everyday she's talked down in ways i didn't believe Her mother told her the life she's living now she wont achieve The things the young mother told me now I see why she has to leave ——————————— Since I'm a good friend like no other I actually care I pushed my problems to the side and told her I'll be there She never cried on the phone with me before so I had to go I washed up, put my clothes on, and walked out the door We chilled, We talked, We Walked back and forth She took me on a journey of her life from then to now I don't know how she could still breath...the pain she allowed A strong young woman with a beautiful son....
Aaron Osgood
I wrote this for a friend in the 2010. Then she realized she was pregnant and sometimes family don’t agree. I have not spoken to her in a while.