why me?

This woman is expecting a new baby girl

Brought into this beautiful magical world

But this world isn’t as magical as it seems

When all she can focus on isn’t me


I matter too don’t I ?

I am the baby moving inside

But that doesn’t matter anyway

In the end ill be given away


It’s sad isn’t it? How people think

Others can take care of their problems in a blink

Of an eye so blue that she won’t see

What her daughter will grow up to be


Living in confusion of who i am

What they look like my mom and dad

Every day still wondering why this must be

Why me? I think, why me…




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