You used to say you want the best for me,
Yet all I wanted was you...
Finding it in your heart to be happy,
Happy for the decisions I made.
You grin to my face,
And say you accept those choices,
Yet the past has an effect on this future,
The future and the present that is before me.
Your choices now will effect not me,
Not anymore... I won't let them.
They do however effect the little ones,
The little ones that you barely know.
I recall a time when I bore my oldest,
And you made it well known that you...
Were not willing to take her out...
Or babysit at any time.
It's been five years now,
And you have missed so much.
I on the other hand have not...
And will never miss a second.
Now there is another little one,
Alive and well in my brother's hands,
You offer to watch over her,
Over the wonderful little girl.
How can you pick one more then the others?
How can you take her into your arms,
And ignore the ones that I bear,
The ones that I hold deep to my heart?
How can so much hatred,
Envelope someones heart so much...
So much that you effect the little ones
The innocent little ones so.
You haven't seen it yet...
But you will see the effect that,
This will have on the little ones,
The innocent ones that I bared.