Joey is 23

 
An apartment with some friends
in a decent part of town,
I was not sure where I was going
but I didn't make it matter.

Single but not alone,
a neighbor would come by.
We had some fun and he felt close
but no "happily ever after."

The drug store test was cheap
but it always told the truth.
I was pregnant without a doubt-
many questions with no answer.

Reality in my face-
I dare question who's the father:
My recent breakup? New neighbor I trust?
Running from disaster.

To this day I tend to wonder-
but I could never bring it out.
My son believes who his father is.
His faith I'll never shatter.

My boy is 23 today ,
as I was 23 back then.
So glad he is not the way I was .
I feel bad for his father.