it hurts to look at pictures of you with everyone but me,
or all the pain you've put in my life by never being there,
i remember being younger nd wondering why my life was so different,
its hurts to know you dont care about me,
do you know you have a grandson?
do you remember my first word?
or my favorite toy when i was growing up?
you've missed every big moment in my life so far,
do you know your the reason why i dont trust men?
does it hurt you to know that other men have raised me?
and that it wont be you to give me away on my wedding day?
i can still see the last look on your face as i walked away with mom,
i hope the man i do marry is nothing like you,
but at the same time i love you nd i have no idea why