Little baby, I heard you're coming
I wish I was excited, delighted to meet you,
but I am not.

Maybe if your dad wasn't a felon from a bad family
and your mom wasn't an uneducated hippy.
If only they had their life together and it was a whole different situation.

I have no choice but to accept it, to accept you.
Sorry, but I am not thrilled.

This really kills because you are holding her back.
Back from her dreams.
I know this sounds mean, but listen up.
If she has you, you are going to absolutely **** her life up.

Little baby girl, I can call you that because I found out your gender today.
I wish I was excited to find out.
If this was a normal situation I would be happy, but it is not.
But because of you, I am going to have to deal with your **** up of a father for the next 18 years and probably more...

Seriously baby. I kinda hate you...but I love you at the same time.
This is a weird situation.

I worry about you and your future...
I wish that I could take you away the second you are born,
hide you away in a tower, but I don't have that power.
You aren't mine, it's not my right.
Your life is going to be a crazy ride, hold on tight.

You are going to grow up around some really messed up people,
I am worried that they will hurt you.. If they do, I'll **** them.
Every ******* one, super slowly and torture them.
Please be careful little girl.

So, little baby girl...
This is what I am hoping:
You will be born, healthy and pink.
Your mom will leave your dad.
You both will come and live with me.
That would be quite nice, I think.
Your mom will marry some awesome dude that has a career.
A new, wonderful side of your mom will appear.
You will be happy and have the childhood we didn't.
The childhood that we couldn't...

I am sorry.
I am so so sorry.

I know you are not born yet, but I want you to know, that I am here.
I am here for you.
If you ever need a taste of a normal life, come and visit.
Come and stay.
I love you little baby girl and I am sorry.
I am so so sorry.

Sister, who are you?
I see you day after day playing this game of charades.
I've known you from day one.
I was child number two.
I followed you, you were my peer.
Please don't take this badly, I'm being sincere.

Remember the guy with the mohawk and the piercings?
You don't like to talk about him, I know.
But look back to then, remember yourself at that time. Black haired girl, getting pierced, dark eyed and alone.
Your screaming music piercing our ear drums,
we watched this guy make you dumb.
Just like your man you were hard to stand.

All I want is for you to be yourself.
Be alone for a bit.
See how it works.
Experiment.
Don't fall in love with some worthless guy,
or make friends with the "hippie vibes."
We talk about mom.
I know you don't want to be her.
Make a list of what you guys have in common.
It's a long list, I fear.
Jenny, best friends for a while. Parties!  You guys were wild.
We were happier though, you seemed to have friends.
You guys grew up then.
The parties stopped…well somewhat!
You were dancing to a different tune, making jewelry, smoking ****!
Life was fun for you indeed.
Then, Jenny got pregnant, you were there.
Holding her hand through the scare.
Then you had your own place with Jenny and baby Ben.
You were only twenty-one then!
That's until Jenny went away.
Your first time alone.
What did you do?
You found a man to hold that empty hand.

Please! I want to know! Who are you?
I see you trying to blend in with those around you,
but you, yourself is getting lost.
There is a wall between us,
please knock the wall down.
Your more like a close friend that is always around.
I want to know your hobbies,
your thoughts,
your own opinions,
without the guidance of those whose mind, yours isn't.


Steve.
First of all he was way too old!
It didn't matter though, or so you told.
He wants to move and so do you!
With steve came new hobbies!
Rock climbing is so much Fun!
What were we to do but give in?
Hurry lets buy her gifts!
Rock climbing gear from the legs to the wrists!
But tell me Laura…
after you and steve said your goodbyes…
When was the last time you took a climb?


Jenny's back!
and she brought Dupray!
Dupray?
Dupray?!?!
We hoped.
We prayed.
Please god not Dupray!!!!
Where is Steve? Bring that dude back!
Forever I won't take for granted that worthless rat!
But it's too late…Steve's gone.
"Hi Dupray, so Laura is your new mom?"


Her life is now a long, depressing song.
That annoying song is on repeat I fear.
The biggest moocher of all is living with her.
Laura's life is becoming a nightmare!

So here I am.
The question still lingers…
Right now my sisters name is Dupray…
He is the front she is.
Dupray is the role Laura plays.
Hopefully the story with Dupray will end.
Maybe Laura will fall in love again?
Hopefully with an awesome dude!
I hope she'll have self confidence,
then Laura won't be afraid to be herself for once.
That will be the first time I'll be happy to see Laura conform,
Finally I'll see Laura be herself,
writing her own verses to her own song.
Dancing to her own beat.
No more bowing at the feet of those who are lame.
She'll be better then, I hope.
Laura's life will then be dope.