My mother didn’t want me
\nShe kicked me out of the way
\nWhat she had against me
\nI can’t really say
\nI had been inside her many months
\nIn the great dark warm embrace
\nSwimming in her water
\nDreaming of her face
\nHoping she would love
\nKnowing I would her
\nThen I was born
\nAnd kind of torn
\nAnd what did occur<\/p>\n
She kicked me right across the floor
\nIndifferent about me
\nI thought I was beautiful
\nI hoped she would agree
\nI mean to say I was half of her
\nHer devotion she should share
\nWhere was her generosity
\nWasn’t she aware<\/p>\n
She was so unamiable
\nUnfriendly and real stern
\nShe actually kicked me, and it hurt
\nAnd it, wasn’t my turn
\nShe should have had a heart of gold
\nShe should have loved me so
\nI loved her from the moment
\nThat I saw her do you know<\/p>\n
To realise her hatred of me
\nGot into my core
\nI remember crying for 5 hours
\nUntil my eyes were sore
\nI remember I could see her
\nAnd, she could see me
\nBut didn’t give a toss at all
\nAnd she heard every plea<\/p>\n
Perhaps it was down to father
\nPerhaps she hated him
\nAnd because i had some of his genes
\nAnd that could have made me dim
\nThat is now the reason why she just hates me
\nNeglects to love me as she should
\nAnd as it ought to be<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
My mother didn’t want me She kicked me out of the way What she had against me I can’t really say I had been inside her many months In the great dark warm embrace Swimming in her water Dreaming of … Continue reading