You sit in her stomach Wrapped up in flesh She cannot see you but she can feel you
Those 9 months are like a really long blind date But the mandatory 9 months were cut short...
You were suppose to have a birthday We would tell each other secrets And you would tell me about your girl troubles I would scare the kids off that made fun of you
I remember the day that mom was bed bound, Mommy was “sick” Dad told me He said not to bother her,
She gave me a white bear with a pale assortment of colors on it, It came with a marker so I could draw on it, And when I wanted to change it, all I had to do was wash it, I thought it was great.
I wish my life came with a marker I would draw us all together And never wash it It would stick and become a stain
I wish I could see you and tell you how everyone is doing, Mom has a new husband now And dad is single they separated awhile ago It’s ok, I’m glad you didn’t have to be here to witness it, You have an older half sister you know? Yep and a little one too, You’re a middle child, just like me.
I wanna tell you everything But mostly I wanna hear you speak Tell me what you’ve been through and how it is up there One day I’ll see you and we can catch up on life.