MY CRAZY BABY MOMMA
How can someone have so much hate in their heart.
She won't forgive me let me tell you how it all start.
i was in school and she was new.
she kept looking at me and then she asked me out i was like cool.
In the begining i thought she was my dream girl.
she had a perfect smile a body that rocked my world.
I was in poverty so she bought me alot of things.
She told me money don't matter if i have you can have anything.
Months later i bought her a promise and a engagment ring.
She told me her secrets about her nasty dad.
I held her close to my heart and told her with me no longer will you be sad.
I couldn't relate to the parent stuff cause i never had.
Then everything went from good to bad.
Our love started to decrease.
she said if i have a kid him or her would not be in my life cause only she would keep.
she would talk to her ex man while she thinks i was sleep.
In my face she would flirt and trying to fix us was way to steep.
She would get up at the crack of dawn and say she is job searching as she left the room.
It is always hot outside and she would come in at night with no applications and smelling like perfume.
Enough i had it cause i am living in a hotel room so rent needs to be paid.
So we broke up and i only seen her once since that day.
Years later i live very far away i found out i have a daughter by her so i was like no way.
I took the dna and yep she is mine .
but she is not letting me see or hear from her and it hurts everyday in my mind.
i never had and she doesn't want me to be involved in my kid's life.
the only thing i brought in this world it hurts worse then a gun or knife.
Once again i remain sad as i shake my head cause this ain't right.
Just because me and her aren't together no more doesn't mean she has to deny my kid in my life.
I feel for the dads that want to be in their kid or kids life but dealing with drama.
Thank you for reading about my crazy baby momma.
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