Mama Mistake

Born on a June summer evening, a product of a love affair carried with the thought of not being born full term. Tell me why I wasn’t good enough for you hoping to be your little shining star the one that makes you proud, but I became what you fear of the most asking yourself why did I do it again pleading with your oldest son sorry how did mama do this again? Promising that you would handle it but knowing you were caring your mistake. Tell me why I wasn’t good enough was it that I look like my father or my action showed up? Did you see you inside of me or was it a relationship? You wanted to run away from tell me why I wasn’t good enough for you. I cried for you I beg for you I ache for you. I heard it for you. I plead it for you. I reached for you, but U still wasn’t there for me. Tell me why I wasn’t good enough for you. I felt for you and you did not see me I realize that at this moment you could never love what you didn’t want. I’m sorry I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I couldn’t be what you wanted. I’m sorry, mama.