Single Parent
wakeup; work
work; school
school;homework
homework;sleep
a glimpse into the life of this single parent.
Single you ask,
simple i reply,
the man i chose to lay with,
smiled and lied all while looking right into my eyes.
This child we created,
apparently is MINE,
he denounced him without reason,
he is a "man" without a spine.
But one day in the future,
when my son is all grown,
i will explain to him the reasons,
why i raised him all alone.
I will tell him how much i loved him,
how he was truly a gift to me,
and that daddy wasnt needed,
for both roles belonged to me.
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