At a young age I discovered every child's nightmare
When I was born I was going to be put up for adoption
Growing up after I found that out
I told myself to be better than the rest
It was always repeating it in my head
I didn't want to be my mother's regret
Too much pressure for a kid only going on ten
I tried my hardest to be the best
I wanted my ma to be thankful she kept me instead
Now a days I feel I like I failed and I'm just like the rest
In her eyes I feel like I am a hot mess
All I ever wanted was not to be her regret
It hurts to wonder if she really feels this way
After all these years she isn't aware that I know the truth
I wish I could tell her that I am not failure
But my actions speak louder than my words
I never intended to be this way but I stumbled along the way
Still making a recovery
I guess i have to accept that I could possibly be my mothers regret