Crying at the mere thought of carrying this child
I'm simply not ready to handle this huge care
I'm just a young woman that had a night's affair
But I want to study, and to go college wild

My body, my choices, one, abortion to stop
Two, carry to adopt or three, raise this baby
Who can give me council and accepting to be
Just my own sounding board, and a shoulder's teardrop

Choosing this path for me was the right decision
What is done is now done, I can't live with regret
My dreams will be fulfilled, as long I don't forget

Seeing the world better, having clearer vision
An innocent moment that lead to this future
With a brighter spirit, not a dreadful suture.