Why would you lay down and concieve
If you couldn't believe
In the child you were creating
She's a creation of God and a reflection of you
Maybe that's why you can't look at her
Because you only see your self
But she was destined for greatness, though she looked up to you
Believing the "I love you's" and the "I'll be back soon"
You taught the sweetest girl to never love, not even you
Feeling like a man whe you left your little girl
She was still a baby, didn't ask to be in this world
Waiting for calls that never came
Hoping for a different day but they stayed the same
Pretend. Pretend. Pretend. That's how she stays strong.
Saying she hates men because you did her wrong
Act like it doesn't bother her but she loves you so much
But obviously love is a one-way street and doesn't do much
So why love?
Why even care?
you didn't ...