25 March 2009

The choice

How could you do this to me?
Am I that horrible to keep?

I will try not to kick as much
I will try not to cry too much
I promise I will be good
Just give me a chance to live

Mommy you are all I have
Mommy you are all I need
Mommy you are the one I love
Mommy please

Don’t sign that paper
Don’t lie on that table
Don’t do this to me
Don’t do this to me

Don’t listen to the doctors
They don’t know a thing
Don’t forget the pictures of what will become of me
My head on a table, my legs far from me
They will wrap me in a blanket while you will hide your face
My blood will pierce the white that hides your shame

Mommy you are all I have
Mommy you are all I need
Mommy you are the one I love
Mommy please
Don’t do this to me

Don’t do this to me

1 comment:

  1. that was cool. wow. that's pretty much it. wow. man, i hate our world sometimes.

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