My Sperm Donor

When I leave, I won't be back, all my stuff is already packed.

I hope you are happy for what you have done,

now the only kids you have, are your two sons.

When I get married, you will not be there,

I will walk down that aisle, with a big smile

Knowing that somewhere you will know what it feels like, for someone not to care.

When I have my first child, to you they will not exist

this is payback for what you have done to me.

How you kept me locked up, as your prisoner to smother,

and how the only ones you cared about were my two brothers.

It's your fault it has to be this way,

Being the one who pushed me away,

Maybe you will realize that, someday.

I know it's not good to have so much hate,

But there is no way it can change, it's already too late.

I hope this kills you for the rest of your life,

Just knowing that I will be a loving wife.

I will have kids that I will love the same,

They will be treated equally, not with one always getting the blame.

I know how it feels to get that end of the deal,

To go to bed crying, without a meal.

Wondering when I would get a hug,

Or ever feel a smidge of love.

My kids will never be neglected like I was,

Because I know how much damage to a life that does.

You have no idea what you have done,

Maybe you shouldn't have given, only to your sons.

Now you have no daughter, only the sons you loved more,

So remember all this, when you see me walk out the door....