𝒴ℴ𝓊'𝓇ℯ ℴ𝓃 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 ℴ𝓌𝓃 𝓀𝒾𝒹 － 𝒶 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀 ℴ𝒻 𝓅ℴℯ𝓂𝓈

6

When I talk about you

I always call you

My kid.

Other people don't understand,

They think I'm being ridiculous,

They don't realize

That you are my kid.

I raised you.

I took care of you.

I nurtured you.

I loved you.

Just because I didn't give birth to you,

Doesn't make you any less

My kid.