I cried when they said,
You are carrying something special.
Inside you is something,
Someone, who'll be someone's
Best thing that's ever happened to them.

But I am crying,
looking at you like lost potential,
looking at you like a pathetic failure
looking at you like broken futures
like a bunch of black holes, instead of dazzling supernovas

I am crying,
shouting at the world,
thinking that this is sin, since it's not
the right timing.
You promised me a future,
of success, of diplomas,
of infinite careers,
but then they said you are,
carrying something special.

I cried,
I thought it was for your mom, for your dad,
for you little brother who looks up to you.
But then I realized that it was for myself.

I am a selfish *****, I knew that.
But it never felt more real,
than the time the first drop of tears crawled into my cheek,
then unto my neck, and slowly disappeared into my chest.

Dear, you're not
Lost Potential
A Pathetic Failure
Broken Futures
A bunch of Black Holes

You are a Dazzling Supernova.
And inside you,
is a surprise, but not something to hold you back,
I'm sorry if I made it feel
Unwelcome-d

I'm sorry if I made it feel unloved,
unwanted.