Nobody knows

What I have got to ask myself am I okay being the woman you was? You knew you was sleeping with the man I love while I carried our child for 9 months, you never dared questioned what went on there.
For months you played your part, the romancer, the fix it all, further apart you drove us all.
Smash bang and crash your games out played you, now you land at the starting line the one I once pondered upon.
Now your pregnant, demanding respect from all who knows it.
Now your pregnant, claiming a betrayal.
Now your pregnant, squeezing for me to cause angst with my babys dad.
We had our hurt, our story, shared our pain and glory.
How could you even try and compare, maturity yet to be earn.
Smashing up houses and your family, calling him a sperm doner.
No matter the hurt, my baby's child how could you curse and say such words.
Call him old, laugh at him, mock his life while he trys.
Trying to formulate a plan for what? Trying to cause havoc for what?
A child is growing, life is showing.
This is a life, a life for God sake.
Ruptured my pregnancy and now I see it begin again like calling of an agency.
What do you want from me? Wisdom? Courage? Understanding? Love?!
Above all things love!
No anger here, no bad words here, not a bad bone to pass.
Done my deads, beat my demons, rid my past.
Now your here thinking its all a laugh, the battle I won.
The strength I over come, you think its all funny.
Childish little girl.
He's turning fine, grey with stress, you mock what you cause and lack what you detest.
Trying to be nice is cruel.
Its so fucking cruel, especially with these fools.