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baby girl.


Child born to a child Small and sweet Little girl, tiny feet Mother kid, feeling weak Father grown, dead beat drunk Days in darkenss Nights in pain Beatings changing daily Hardly the same Mother kid is tired Baby girl cries all night Mother kid feels angry She starts to put up a fight Mother kid, belly swollen Baby girl in hand Finally reaches out She gets help Shes finally out Mother kid, now two times over Free but not happy Feeling alone, Looks for love Mother kid unlucky Once, twices, three times over Four, five, six times more "father figures" come and go But mother kid is blind She doesnt seem to mind Baby girl takes notice Trying to make mother kid see Mother kid complains Just let her be Baby girl worries Baby girl cries Wondering why Mother kid keeps telling lies Mother kid finds another To love her so Doesnt take long until he is her foe Mother kid, belly swollen With child number three Baby girl is angry She doesnt want to believe Finally hes here Little jumpy boy Baby girl is happy Baby girl is proud Mother kid is content But only for a while Then comes someone else To compliment her smile Baby girl notices She catches on quick Mother kid wont quit Baby girl does not understand Mother kid has love She gave birth to all three Baby girl wants mother kid to give it a rest Mother kid listens and tries her best But falls again Mother kid is fascinated Intrigued, excited, she thinks she found the one Promises of happiness A family, and love Mother kid is aging, She knows this might be her last So she gives her all Its not what she thought She searches for an easy fix Child number 4, miracle baby Is here Mother kid is happy But worried all the same Baby girl the protector of the bunch Fights the biggest fight Proving the man mother kid loves Isnt the right man On and on he proves himself unworthy Mother kid is blind Oblivious Refusing to see him in light Baby girl still waits today For mother kid To see the bigger picture Baby girl has her own struggles That the world will never know Now the one alone Is baby girl This world is my own I am baby girl This is me.
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