Tears ran down my newly formed eyes,
As I disowned my parents thoughts;
Thoughts that have no good intention for me,
My destruction was on their mind.
What did I do to merit such contemptuous end?
How will I meet my doom?
Will it be at the sharp blade of the doctor’s knife?
Or will I be drench with poison like a common internal parasite.
With no chance to feel the warmth of a hug;
Or the loving caress of a mother’s embrace.
Do you know what hurts me most?
Is to know, that the people who are plotting
my destruction,Once lived where I now resides.
As I disowned my parents thoughts;
Thoughts that have no good intention for me,
My destruction was on their mind.
What did I do to merit such contemptuous end?
How will I meet my doom?
Will it be at the sharp blade of the doctor’s knife?
Or will I be drench with poison like a common internal parasite.
With no chance to feel the warmth of a hug;
Or the loving caress of a mother’s embrace.
Do you know what hurts me most?
Is to know, that the people who are plotting
my destruction,Once lived where I now resides.
