Emotions
emotions I feel when I
think about my baby girl
not seeing her on a regular
bases eats me up everyday
my heart feels like its torn
to pieces,
the emotions I have is
passion and love berried with
emotions of happiness
when I see my baby girl
but my irritation and depression comes
when I am watching my
baby girl go to school with some
third world foreign chic
daddies girlfriend
kills me
the irritation I feel when I
go to give my little girl a kiss
and the girlfriend wipes my kiss of my
daughter face
the pain and emotion I feel
anger and tears run down my face
the thought of that chic doing
that clearly tells me that clearly you
don't know me because I was going to jump out
the bus window and beat your brains in
but I have class
my emotions
tells me that you wish you were
me and my daughter was yours
but my little girl is to sweet
to be yours and to smart to be yours
third world country chic
don't walk around me like your all that
because I will pull your hair out your head
and please don't walk around
thinking that your better then me because
you have my daughter because really your
nothing to me
that's my pass it's over
but when it comes to my kids and you
don't act some way because we will have a problem
the man you can have
I am glad I left that situation
but my kids is a different story don't play with
my kids they are my life
clearly your not name adult or mother
your just a stupid chic who spread her legs
so wide that everybody on the internet could see it
and my kids daddy liked what he saw and flew you down
here and you opened them again and now you have
a baby in your tummy
and extra baggage
because already he has three kids that he
does not take care of what a shame
emotions
but the both of you thought
by you taken my daughter out of school
it was going to pull me down
but I am still standing and
any man who can take his daughter out of school
and does not even tell the mother is an idiot
because I thought somebody stole my daughter
really I don't know what great catch
you caught but the man is a dead beat
and a abusive man anyway
the sperm donor of my kids
you say that as the mother I am
ruined our daughters education
but you all are the ones who keep switching
her and you have my family on your side
thinking that your some great man
but what kind of people keeps a mother
from seeing her kids
so since everybody wants my role
of being a mother and a parent
then play the role decent
not like lazy adults
emotions
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