Still Your Child
August 5, 1997
By Elizabeta
Hey, Mom, I'm still your child
Although you threw my life away
I'm still your child
Although you tossed me out without my say.
I'm still your child
Although you won't admit it
I'm still your child
Although you'd like to forget it.
I'm still your child
Although you didn't let me born
I'm still your child
Although you never mourn.
You didn't give me a chance
I never got to go to my first dance
I never got a chance to go to school
I never got to feel the cool
First breeze of autumn on my face
I never got to wear my first dress of pretty lace
I never experienced love, I never experienced hate
I never got to eat a hamburger or go on a date.
I never got to have pets or friends
I never got to go shopping or see the end
Of a really good movie or saw the sea
I never got to see a wild bird fly so free
I never got to see the sunset on a summer night
I never got to go to go swimming and feel the warm sunlight
On my body or eat a cool popsicle on a hot summer day
I never knew what it was like to have someone kiss my cheek
All the things that are common to most I never got a peek
Hey, Mom, I'm still your little girl
Although you never let me see the world
I wonder if you ever think about me
Or if I am just a faded memory
I am just one of the many babies in this gigantic proportion
Just another forgotten baby whose mother hand an abortion.
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