Aborted

They'll never feel my heart beat, They'll never hear my voice. They'll never see my face, And that was all your choice. They'll never get to hold me, Or give me toys or clothes. They'll never feed me a bottle, Or play with my little toes. They'll never change my diaper, They'll never do my hair. They'll never get to meet me, Because I'll never be there. They'll never play tag with me, Or laugh, tickle, and have fun. They'll never sing me Happy Birthday, Because it will never come. You first chose to make me, But then took my life away. But what did I do? Why aren't I here today? I'll never get to meet the world, And the world will never meet me. No one will ever see me, They'll never get to greet me. They'll never get to teach me, They'll never see me grow. We'll never make memories, Or have pictures to show. We'll never share holidays, Or have bar-be-que's and dance. They'll never get to love me, Because, thanks to you, I never had a chance.