I am castaway

Discarded, unwanted

Vagrant spawn

Torn out, torn apart

A rejected parasite

An inconvenient product

Of misguided passion

A terrible mistake

Easily corrected.


But what of me?

No chance to grow

To live, to breathe

My future stolen

A forgotten footnote

In the story of your life

My voice has been silenced

And never will I address you

By that title most precious: