We are led to believe
We're left to be decieved
Of what is reason for us to be alone
When there's just one reason their love wasn't shown
A chosen abortion, give credit for whats undone
a child left unborn, a tortured life would have come
A rightful doing in my mind
no use exploring what we won't find
A murder (some will call it), has a saved a child's life
A mother feeling sickly while guilt and shame reside
Choices made, and regrets add up
What can I say, life is tough
We are led to believe
We're left to be decieved
Of what is reason for us to be alone
When there's just one reason their love wasn't shown