Waht A Hgue Mses

It is so hard,
To love someone so much,
Who has a baby,
And you fear to touch.

He will be a Daddy,
How could I get involved,
I'm in too deep now,
We need to get this resolved.

It hurts so much,
That he will soon be,
To me lost in the distance,
To his kid: DADDY.

I can't believe the mess,
That I manage to get myself in,
I want to keep it going,
But it should be in the bin.

He is everything and more,
I never want to let go,
But to see him as a Dad,
That just makes me a ho.

I want to be with him,
All night and day,
Why did it have to be,
Why did it turn this way.

If I had known,
Of what would come,
That he'll be a Daddy,
And she'll be a Mom.

Maybe things should be different,
Was this the life I wanted to lead,
A bit on the side to him,
As his woman carried his seed.

I have much respect,
For the woman who carries,
I have no respect,
For the man she plans to marry.