You said you may have not been born,
if your father was drafted to war
I said I was happy you were born
because I am happy you were born
That look you gave me when I said it
sent me melting to the floor
And even though you hate me now,
I am happy you were born
There's a boy that looks just like you
He is sprawled across my floor
His eyes are bright
His smile is white
It reminds me of yours
He told me he hated himself
He wished he was never born
And I thought of your father going off to war
I am happy you were born
Friday, March 26, 2010
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