Dependent On Their Sentiments

If I sat with thoughts,
About what others think.
I would be dependent,
On their sentiments.
And my own thoughts would be abandoned.
Orphaned after I gave birth to them.
Hoping someone would raise them...
To greater heights than I could.
With wishes they would be treated...
Like I know I could and would.
If I sat with thoughts,
About what others think!
And I am not into abortion at all.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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