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Was It We or Just Me?
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Queen of Hearts October 22, 2013
Baby blues? Someone will always question or say
Bad day, is what repeats and what I thought was in play
But there is a chance I could be wrong
Who knows, what is the definition of strong?
There is an itch to hate her even more
It consumes me to the core
The secret that I hide
No one but him knows that a baby died
Looking at the one in my arms, so small and new
I wonder if he even has a single clue
The baby that should have been
Was not supposed to be him
Or even my regret
$230, to him that was no sweat
The baby, I wanted and that God made to be
I want to say we, but I killed it, and they died unwillingly
