As I sit here and wonder if that life will ever come,
To be married, and have kids like I've always dreamed;
Here looking at the "negative" pregnancy test feeling numb,
As my mind went blank, while my insides screamed.
I throw the whole package out, wishing for it to be not true,
I cling to my body, as if this curse was the reason;
I told myself young I wasn't gunna get married or have kids, but that changed when I grew,
Yet, I am stuck with that curse, and now I don't feel great for this upcoming holiday season.
I know I shouldn't have any reason to shed these tears,
For I am still young, so they say,
But I have grown to have baby fever and are dreading to wait a couple years;
For me time is frozen, while I watch everyone move on with their lives day by day.
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The Girl With The Gift
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