I am not sure what it is that I have done
You said I had a violent conception
Rejectes even before my life had begun

I am not sure if it is that I spoiled your figure
Finally your baby blue dress a perfect fit
Your swelling belly bringing great displeasure

I am not sure, it was weeding the garden to go into labour
Weeding for hours, pulling one weed at time
This must be when I fell out of your favour

I am not sure if it was my genetics
You hated your sister, I looked like her
"Just like your aunt" you screamed like a lunatic

I am not sure if it was because I was more gifted
Singing, running, academics, art - I had it all
While this from your other children was omitted

I am not sure if it is making suspicion reality
I told you, I...