Embers still glow from a fire long burned out
And I warm my fingers there above the smoke.
In the back of my mind I can still here you shout
But in the front of my mind i pretend its a joke.

You never truly wanted me it was just desires plan
To bring me into a world unaccepting and so very cold.
But I could have been saved or killed by your hand
Instead I am forced to travel alone to the age of old.

You brought this upon me like some destiny giving jester
and in my infant flesh i knew nothing of escape
But had you known i was going to be such a pester
You would have sooner pulled back the drape.

You would have lifted the veil on my  baby brain
and you would have left me to my device
you would have told me we are all insane
you would have then left me for the lice.

which you always did in the end
Its just now that I am realizing it.