For years she dreams about that fateful day
Her whole life she keeps waiting, patiently for the
hour to arrive
She grows up and hooks up, with that guy who holds
the golden key
She finds love and glows with pride but feels like
an empty sack
For months she carries you along, for weeks she
dreams about you
Boy or girl? She can’t decide whom she wants even
more
Time runs slowly these days, those nine months seem
to crawl along
But she keeps God at heart, He keeps her dream alive
Alas, the time has come and she is ready to live her
dreams
Yet all we hear in the labour ward is screams upon
screams
You make her suffer, she almost dies so you could
live
It’s a successful delivery and she has never felt
happier
Twenty years later you have no regard for her
You disobey mum for fun and keep her pressure high
She still loves you, she would still give her life
for you
You were supposed to be her dream, not make her
heart scream
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