I got pregnant at the age of 16.
I gave birth to you at the age of 17.
1 year has passed,
We celebrated your 1st Birthday.
2 years have passed,
I enrolled you in a school. You're nursery that time.
4 years have passed,
We celebrated your 7th Birthday. You're so happy that time. I can see it through your eyes.
5 years have passed,
You're in the Sixth grade. You said to me that you have crush named "Seixtein"
1 year has passed again,
You're in the Seventh grade, asking me if you could already have a girlfriend.
2 years have passed again,
You're in the Ninth grade, I let you to have a girlfriend. You courted Seixtein and she said "Yes" to you.
And now,
You're 16 years old. 4th year highschool.
I'm here at the funeral, at your funeral. You died, because you saved your girlfriend "Seixtein" on being raped.
I had you at the age of 16, and you lost at the age of 16, because of your girlfriend named "Seixtein"
