I'm Only 17

I'm Only 17

A Poem by Tellie Allen

You use to be the man

I used to call my dad

And you were known

To be kind of lazy. But

When mom fell for you

I was young so for me

It was still kind of new.

Nine years of love, nine

Years of my life ended within

Just on day.

 

Now years later we

Still feel the sting. Late bill

Here no money there, gradually

Became unpaid bills here and

No money there. Forcing

Mom to try and fix everything

While you lay and mooch

Off someone else. What happened to

The man that cared?

I’m only 17 I should be

Worrying about boys,

School, and other things.

But no I have to worry about

How many boxes will it

Take to pack my house

Then where I am going to live.

Where am I going to sleep?

I’m only 17 I need to worry

About graduation and college

Not where the hell I’m I going to live.

I’m 17 I need to be getting ready

To be moving on. Not moving out.

To be getting a job. Not sleeping on

The street. I’m only 17 and

I can become homeless. I’m only

17 and I’m going to lose a

Future. I’m only 17.

 

© 2012 Tellie Allen


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I live to never have my daughter feel this way. Beautiful.

Posted 5 Years Ago


way too young to worry
I hope things are much better for you now

Posted 5 Years Ago


This is a hurting string of worrying words - anger, anguish, fear and bewilderment! Brave share - it is also a time for bonding with your Mom and other family members - together strength cab be found to overcome turbulent issues - :-)

Posted 6 Years Ago


I am so sorry you are going through this. I've been where you are and it is never fun...I'm 18 but I can totally relate. It will all work out in the end.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Tellie Allen
Tellie Allen

Meridian, ID



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