You have no idea,
How much it ******* hurt.
Breaking me I understand,
But our son?you treat like dirt.
You pass him off,
Like he never mattered.
Don't you know his emotions,
will end up raw and scattered?!
How can you do that,
To a one year old kid.
I'm the one to blame,
There's nothing that he did.
People like you,
Are the reason I can't trust.
The things you say you love,
Worth as much as dust.
U want to know why,
I do the things I do?
Because I'm terrified,
That everyone is like you.
You prey on the weak,
With sociopathic pride.
At least I can admit my flaws,
Because I don't need to hide.
I hope our lad grows up,
To see that I love him.
The only resemblance to you?
Athsetic in the skin.
There's no such thing as perfect,
Nor will there ever be.
But you'd come pretty close my dear,
Swinging from a tree.
I couldn't let you do it though,
I will tell you why.
Loss of parent bad or good,
Would make him want to die.
He'll always need his mother,
And see the good in you.
So straighten up and pull it out,
Give him something to look up to.