Missing

Almost everyday I think about the baby
Talking is helping but it doesn't make it better
She would still be with me.
Andnshes not
I feel like its my fault.
Like I did something wrong
It was so scary
Mom wasn't very supportive
Baba said it would come out a freak
When in fact it doesn't
She would have come out fine
I don't like this
I feel like I'm whining
But I feel so alone
Coming to the apartment is a nightmare
I wanna break all the bottles
But I can't all I can do is cry