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The Half of Me I'll Never Be


The day, I will never see But it made me who I am to be The night I discovered Was a night like none other A secret of my past That was so skillfully masked, I may not have yet been born, But to never forgive him, I have sworn For the creature who can do such a deed Will never be called "dad" out of me To take the life of one's own mother Is a sin surpassing all other To know he is one half of me Is something I'll never be proud to be The grandmother I never had Never saw me put on shoulder pads Nor watch me run down the field With the pain of my past concealed This has made me fight To do everything I know is right  And one day it will on him dawn Everything I did that he's missed out on
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