An unwanted child.
A child that was not supposed to be conceived. When conceived, it was decided it had to be a boy. Everyone had decided what they wanted him to be, what he would be called, how much they would love him and spoil him. 9 months were spent anticipating the birth of this more-than-welcome accidental conception, simply because he would be a boy and a boy always meant happiness in those days.
He was born.
He was not a boy.
He was she...
She was disappointment.
She was me.
5 comments:
u can always
SHUT UP..
hai naa..
and that's supposed to mean... what?
Aw Come on, that's just not right.
Yur not disappointment i'm sure of that.
Beautofully rendered nonetheless. Made me sad wala angry.
Hug?
definitely..
*hug* back
gosh!!!!
thats exactly how i feel about MY existence!!!
:(
where were you before???
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