To conceive you then leave you the concept alone feels evil I’m trapped in my conscience 💔I adhere to the nonsense, listened to people who told me I wasn’t ready for you. But how the fuck would they know what I ready to do? And of course... it wasn’t your fault. It’s like I feel it in the air.... I hear you saying “mommy don’t cry can’t you see I’m right here” ... I gotta let you know what you mean to me.... when I’m sleeping and I see you in my dreams with me... wish I could touch your little face and just hold your little hand... if it’s apart of god’s plans maybe we can meet again.