Remember Me?

Hi, welcome to heaven.  I�m so glad to finally meet you.
Who am I?  You don�t know
Who I am?  You don�t remember me?
Oh, you don�t recognize me.
Well of course not, I�ve grown
Since you last saw me.
I�m your son, remember?
The one you didn�t want?
I probably look different from the
Plus sign on the pregnancy test,
That�s all I was, all I amounted to.
What you see now is what I would have looked like.
They say I would have been a great tennis player,
They say I would have done well in math,
But I don�t know, that�s just what they told me,
I never got the chance to do any of that,
Hell, I never even opened my eyes.
I wouldn�t have minded being adopted,
But hey, it was  your choice, wasn�t it?
It was your decision, your right to choose.
So my choice didn�t amount to much,
Because I was just a pregnancy, a mistake,
Just a boy who really wasn�t a boy yet.
A person who might have done well in math and have
Fun playing tennis.  I would like to have
Tried pizza, they say it�s great, but I wouldn�t know.
Well you see we�re different because you�re pro-choice,
And I�m not.  I really don�t have much
respect for �pro-choice�.
Your right denied me from seeing the world,
From living.  You take away my right to live and
Call it your right to choose, it�s what you call pro-choice.
Well if you ask me, and I�m just a mistake, but
I think pro-choice sucks, but again, I�m just
A burden, an unwanted child, what do I know?
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