In the throws of passion
How could you not see what could happen?
Didn't you think?
Course you didn't. You never do.
This child that may be
Growing in your womb,
It will live a horrid life.
One of poverty or hell.
A little girl with my name,
Barely eating.
A little boy,
Being adopted. Never knowing mommy.
Just. Like. You.
You never knew mommy.
But you wont let that happen.
If it's true,
If there is someone living in you,
You'll run away.
You have a plan, or so you say.
He's not gunna stay. He says he will,
But he wont.
With your first night of passion,
Your life is over.
I hope this baby with my name doesn't come to be.
Because your not ready.
I'm not ready.
We're not ready for you to be mommy.