I feel you now, you feel me too,  
I feel as if your bursting through ,
it's real at last, your really there,
I feel your touch, you know I'm here.
Feelings coming all out together, worried you'd want differnt or better,
I feel so strong, I struggle daily, waiting for you, my beautiful baby,
it feels so close, it feels so near,
not long to go till your finally here.

I feel I am , or am trying to be,
A different man, than I'm destined to be.
Though not my fault ,
the way I was built,  a scared and hurt child alone in the filth.
Quickly it grew the hate inside me , for long it was there, for all to see.
My anger my pain on show for the world,  thinking I'm bad,
when really I'm hurt.
Inside of my stomach it ripped me with fear,
leaving me blind to the good that was  there,
The things I saw they molded and shaped me,
the stuff I endured it helped create me.
It's never about what happened before ,
carrying hate will hurt you more.