Is It Ture Poem by Amber Mull

is it true
could it be
a miracle just from you
but you lied
and it stung
you hit
and it hurt
you screamed
and i cried
i ran
and you chased
and now you plead
for me to see
its not really you
you put me down
you took my son
because it was HIS
and now im here
no boi,
no dad,
no father
a mom whos a child
that i tend very mild
rumours and alias
not sure what to do
but to keep on going
with confusion and fear
confidence yet concious
i apear as you wish
yest feel as i want