He bought me
A pill
To keep you
From existing
Unwanted daughter
A name I cannot
Let you adopt
I will not let you
Dance in your pink tutu
On stage
With an empty seat
In the audience
Play your first soccer game
With an empty spot
In stands
I will not let you
Get excited
When he decides
to try
And takes you to dinner
I will not watch
As you put on
Your best dress
But come home
With running mascara
As he did not
Hear a word you
Said
And disappears
The next day
I cannot let you see
Him hit the dog
Or hit your mom
Or throw us
Out on the street
A father who
Will forget your birthday
Vanish on Christmas
Who can try
But only when he wants
As much as
I can’t wait to meet you
To hold you
To bring the flowers to your show
To bring the Gatorade to your game
To eat take out on the couch
And watch the bachelor
A mother is not Father
And I will not have you
Crying in a couch
For years
With your daddy issues
Because mommy didn’t want to be alone one night
So Give me a bottle of water.
I will protect her
Above all.
About the Creator
Joann Claude
“I'm not sure why
I have the inexplainable urge
To tell everyone I come in contact with
That I'm dying”
-a million thoughts all at once after a brief interaction with a customer at work



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