At our old café we sit,
Our minds full of shit.
We had already fallen into a pit,
We hope to rise from the pit.
We had committed a crime,
We all lost our prime.
Wasting our time,
Thinking we still have time.
I had followed my body's quest,
Craving for sex.
After that they silent 'S',
I'm now their ex.
I'm just a girl,
Who went to the city,
There I lost my pride,
There I lost my pearl.
I cry with my allies,
Whom I thought we vibed
I don't even know their tribe
And their behavior I can't describe
Before I went to the city,
I was advised.
That I should be wise,
This will hit my family as a surprise.
Abruptly we left the café,
Everyone for themselves.
Suicide was best for me,
Or I thought it was best for me.
My life is already on a chariot,
None to stop me or I cause riot.
Because my life is in a mess,
How do I get off this mess.
All in the name of love.
Am pregnant,
None to take responsibility
Is suicide the best option?
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