The Boulevard of the
Broken Teen

When I was 14 I fell in love
with the dreamiest guy around
Every girl had envied me
the love that we had found.

When I 15 I fell pregnant
and was kicked out of home
But with my boyfriend there for me
I would never be alone.

When I was 16 I married him
and had a baby girl
We both loved and cared for her
she was the light of our world.

When I was 17 I divorced him
he became abusive and drunk
Belting me every other day
no longer my dreamy hunk.

When I was 18 I hit the streets
and lived on sex and drugs
My home is just the pavement now
and my bed is shared with bugs.

Now I'm 19 and all alone
living in total despair
They've taken my little girl away
but doesn't anybody care?

But next year I'll be 20
I'll regain my life and name
I'll get my little girl back
then I'll start all over again.

© Christina
23rd February, 1988
(for school)

"This poem was written for school not on personal experience, but about some aspects of society. Here I chose a young girl who fell pregnant at an early age and in the trap of an abusive marriage to the once school heart-throb. This poem represents that not all those we know are "squeaky clean" and we may not know them as we think, as in the case of the guy in this poem. The story is dramatic though I examined all apsects and wrote about them in one poem about this one girl."