Shotgun Baby

Pretend all you want
I am not
The source
Of your problems
The cause
Of your misery
Or
The ever-present
Thorn in your side

I do not
Lie in bed at night
Dreaming up ways
To ruin your life

Your past mistake
-My life-
Does not give you
The right to blame me
For your troubles

I am worthy
Of your praise
Should you ever decide
To look upon me with favor

Until then
You
Are not
Worthy
Of me

©2014 Jill Baker