A Feel(ing)

I feel used and abused

like I  was chosen not by my lover

But by a fake other

who did not even bother to talk to me when he left

I am carrying your child

Like you just went wild and dailed up everybody number and said you was not the father of our love child

I feel so alone with no place to go

no place to call my home so little me

I cry day and night if only i could see what such a beautiful sight

You mean the world to me

When I dream I se a whole love and sex team

But all in reality it was all a sence