If your six year old brother
Almost had a niece or nephew
Older than him
What would you do
I almost found out how that feels
But I lost my innocent baby
A baby I would've adored
With everything inside of me
Was it a girl
Or Was it a boy
Would it rather a box
Over some fancy toy
Shy and quiet
Or outgoing and loud
Either way they would've
Made their mama proud
Even after seven years
It can still get me depressed
That I'd become a statistic
I never would've guessed
My little brother reminds me
Of what I could've had
But here's what really sickens me
That I don't I'm glad
Even though I'd change it if I could
I'm thankful I didn't have that baby
After all I was only eleven
And I could hardly take care of me
