You claim you know me from the time I was born...
But!!!
Do you really know me...

My heart yearns for care...
All I wish was a good day...
To hear you say I was yours...
And I was the best and priceless gift God gave you...
A child who has been a blessing to you..
A daughter to rely on...

But all I hear is that I was not what your heart yearned for...
I was not what you expected...
Every step you make towards me had a touch of disgust...
Every word you said had a hidden sword in it...


Every time you asked God why?
I asked myself why?
Every time you cursed yourself,
I cried myself to sleep...
Hoping God will give you the answer...
Hoping God will find a way for you...

May all yours prayers be answered...
May God bless you with your miracle to get rid of me!
May your wish come true...

**xoxo