You and Me

You found out that you were pregnant with me and cried.
Not tears of joy, but, anger and sorrow.
I can't seem to grow on you.

I'm born unto you and you felt nothing.
You had me, but never wanted me.
I can't seem to reach you.

The more I grow up, the more you hate me.
I remind you of him, but, you hate him.
I try to be myself.

A young woman now, you push me away.
He wants me all to himself, but it should be you he touches at night.
I try to pretend it all away.

I leave the first chance I get and you don't ask me to stay.
I'm all alone, but, you don't care.
I look back and see nothingness, emptiness, a vacancy.

I find out that I'm pregnant and I cry.
Not out of happiness but fear and trepidation.
If I can't love you, how can she love me?