Mom You Don’t Have The Right (a child’s voice)

Mom you don’t have a right to bring me into a world and not prepare a place for me

Mom you don’t have a right to mistreat and resent me because you don’t like my father

Mom you don’t have a right to drag me from dysfunctional relationship to relationship looking for a love to satisfy your heart

Mom you don’t have a right to put me in harms way

Mom you don’t have a right to pawn me off on others to raise (grandparents, daycare, friends) so that you can work or party or because you don’t want to be bothered

Mom you don’t have the right to sacrifice me for drugs and alcohol

Mom you don’t have the right to remarry without considering how I would be affected

Mom you don’t have the right to sleep with so many men that you don’t know who my father is

Mom you don’t have the right to poison my mind against my father

Mom you don’t have the right to have more children than you can afford or have time to raise, leaving me in substandard living conditions

Mom you don’t have the right to love me last

Mom you don’t have the right to be selfish

Mom you don’t have the right to have another baby with another man, and treat my brother or sister better because you like their father the best

Mom you don’t have the right to have strange men living in your home and leave me unattended for them to do to me whatever they desire

Mom you don’t have the right to ignore the fact that the man in your life is abusing me

Mom you don’t have the right to have me, when you have not healed from your childhood trauma, thus inflicting trauma upon me

Mom you don’t have the right to not take your mental health medication, thus making my life an emotional roller coaster

Mom you don’t have the right to ignore me and not teach me and become upset when I allow friends and the streets to teach me

Mom you don’t have the right to go on a television show to find out who my father is, thus letting the world know that I am unwanted and unplanned

Mom you don’t have the right to move me from house to house, thus making it hard to trust and create friendships

Mom you don’t have the right to make me lie or help you lie so that you can receive aid from the government

Mom you don’t have the right to pick and choose when you want to parent

Mom you don’t have the right to allow yourself to be abused in front of me, causing me to worry and live in fear

Mom you don’t have the right to become angry when I become just like you