It aint the money I'm worried about
It aint me I'm concerned with
For your sake
And my mental note
I've moved on
And I've surely been gone
This situation that's at hand
Isn't about us
But its about ours
Our child we created
This child you helped seeded
Its time you take resposibity of what's right
Its time you grow up
Its time you graduate from your child like ways
And be accepted
And grow within your adult mantality
Our child needs a father figure in her life
I rather it be you
Than lie to her
And say its some random dude
You broke my heart
But I refuse to let you break hers
This little girl
My little girl is my world
And she should be yours
Don't neglect her
Accept her within your world
Thursday, April 2, 2009
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