The forgotten and unknown child

I scream and cry out in pain

but no one hears me

because I am in my mommy's tummy

And If they do they don't care

I was alive,

I was growing,

I was a baby,

but Mommy and others deny that.

I had so much to look forward to

a life to fulfill

unfortunately my mommy wasn't thinking so

I had a lot of friends and family planning to meet me in the future

but my mommy decided to leave them waiting on me, 

because I won't come, since Mommy decided I wasn't that important.

No one knows my name

because no one gave me one

before they took my life away 

I was only referred to as a medical term 

or a disrepectful name out of hatred or fear. 

I don't know why people hate me so much,

what did I do? 

Why do the people I should be able to trust, 

those who should love me the most and protect me, 

want and allow me to be tortured and killed?

My potential in life is misunderstood.

Do you know, no one will ever know the color of my eyes, hair, or skin

or the shape or size of my body in this life before I am dead?

They'll never see me smile, or hear my voice. 

I will never get a chance to brighten someones day.

You don't even really know me before I am taken away, but I sure wish you did.

I am never given a chance. 

My exsistence is so small, it's like I never even exsisted or lived, but I did!

I'd be a lot different then you think I will be, if you'd just give me a chance :)

Thank God for true mothers!