the day you held me in your hands, what was ya plans
did you ever think you could grow 2 love me
or was i just your accident, because all i do feel is hate
i am my mother mistake, how do you look me straight in the eyes and tell me lies
like i aren't your child, your love is miles away and i wont go searching for it
Nope i wont go on hoping for it, because your heart is cold
i just have 2 hope that one day i can love my child the way you never loved me
i am not my mothers child
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