Jo's Blog (1)

These are just...a couple of poems I wrote. The second one is the most personal to me, because I AM the result of a teen pregnancy. Her Greatest Fear You want to know me? What I am when no one's watching? Well, last night I sat in the very middle of my bed Chewing on paranoia Rolling thoughts around in my head And drawing grotesque Faces...and people and things Just waiting It doesn't matter if you're looking or not I will always be a mistake The first time my mother felt me I wasn't… Continue