It's a G thangA Poem by betsyaSad, hurting, and depressed Her life is not like a box of chocolates Parents split and boyfriend dumped her The day is dead to her! She has a reason for living… Her baby girl Her baby, is rose beautiful Her baby girl saying “mama mama” That’s her reason for living Forget the haters She needs no one but her girl and herself The smell of aveeno baby lotion and dirty diapers It smells gross but she loves her baby The only person she can trust Even her baby daddy left, forget him Just herself and, Her baby girl. © 2011 betsya |
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Added on October 11, 2011 Last Updated on October 11, 2011 Author |