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I Was Supposed To Excited

I was supposed to be excited Cause I was going to have a son After all we were in love Thought we were each other’s One thought killed those dreams What mommies and daddies would Say and it seems a child at 22 Just got harder than life could Ever throw at us cause we’re Both at university they’d say What do we know about love And the way a child changes Two people I was supposed to be excited Cause she could’ve been Our daughter a name I Picked out for her she’ll never Be called I was afraid to Be a bold man and Fight for you for the Family I wanted instead I let three lives die I was supposed to be excited But I was scared like you were I should’ve held back my fears You needed a man to hold Your hand instead you found A boy who hid behind your Skirt where my son should Be the one to hide and cry Cause he doesn’t want Some strange Granddad To pick him up I was supposed to be excited To tell my son as I stand behind Him at fifteen too as I show Like his Granddad did with me My first formal event tying that Black tie the Sinatra knot he called It instead I’m just broken writing Not cause it’s my child’s Birthday but cause he’ll Never do dinners on Her birthday it’s a year Almost of your death day I was supposed to be excited But I’m not…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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