Eighteen 'n pregnant in a borrowed white dress,
saying "I do"
screaming "I don't" in my head
Jesus watched as I lied
'Till death do us part....
Physical death?
Emotional death?
Playing house with food stamps and hand me downs
The sound track of my life backlit by lies
and hollow I love you's
Love does not thrive in captivity
It made me hurtful with your soul
and careless with my body
Mistakes were made that a sweet baby boy paid for
Too young to always know the right thing to do
and many times too selfish to care,
He says there's forgiveness in his heart
But I see none in his eyes
What I see is my guilt reflected back at me
for I know stolen innocence
cannot be forgiven
Fast forward, another son born
This is not a "do over" child
So wanted, so loved by all
so privileged,
Half brothers
half love and half jealousy
This cannot be fixed
because
Mistakes were made ...
Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 12:28 PM UTC
Eighteen 'n pregnant in a borrowed white dress,
saying "I do"
screaming "I don't" in my head
Jesus watched as I lied
'Till death do us part....
Physical death?
Emotional death?
Playing house with food stamps and hand me downs
The sound track of my life backlit by lies
and hollow I love you's
Love does not thrive in captivity
It made me hurtful with your soul
and careless with my body
Mistakes were made that a sweet baby boy paid for
Too young to always know the right thing to do
and many times too selfish to care,
He says there's forgiveness in his heart
But I see none in his eyes
What I see is my guilt reflected back at me
for I know stolen innocence
cannot be forgiven
Fast forward, another son born
This is not a "do over" child
So wanted, so loved by all
so privileged,
Half brothers
half love and half jealousy
This cannot be fixed
because
Mistakes were made ...
