Baby girl you
had no chance.
I took it away
before you could dance.
You saw nothing of the world.
Your chance was
stolen away when
I made this choice.
I took what little life
you had that fateful day.
I was but 14 what was I to do.
I had no way to
take good care of you,
Nor was I going to let you be raised by some strangers.
I couldn't put you through
that kind of pain.
I chose this way and
now I look back upon
that choice and I wish
I would have gave you a voice.
I chose the alternative way.
My thoughts must have
been in complete distortion. Because I chose an abortion.
I wish I would have gave
you life. But instead I took
it that night.
I made the call one
week before I turned 15.
Made that appointment
then got you taken away.
If I knew I had a choice
I would have chose your voice.
Not a story about myself but a friend and she asked me If I could write something that showed her feeling so I did. I don't condemn her for that choice but she now knows she shouldn't have and feels quite bad.
