Not a Bad Thing
You give me dirty little looks.
Run away when you see me as if I was contaglous.
There's nothing wrong with being a single mother.
It's just bad choice in a lover,
that left me mother and father.
It's nothing to be ashame of.
So I keep my head up,
and smile at all the fools that snub,
their noses at me.
New's flash being single not a bad thing!
Copyright © Nioma Strength | Year Posted 2010
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