5 Minutos

Thanks, Mom, to you and to heaven
For letting me live here in your being
And then being born and loving you outside
Like I love you inside

You know, Mom, I heard you again today
I hear you arguing with him again
And I’m starting to believe that you agree
That I shouldn’t be born

Why, Mom, did a doctor come?
He gave me a shot that hurt
I swear, Mom, I won’t be a bother
If that’s what you want, so be it

Goodbye, Mom, I’ll pray for you
I forgive you for never seeing you
I’m leaving, Mom, the blood is flooding me
And I won’t be able to talk to you anymore

Goodbye, Mom, I’ll pray for you
I forgive you for never seeing you
I’m leaving, Mom, the blood is flooding me
And I won’t be able to talk to you anymore

And this is a story that I’m writing
Where I don’t understand
Where I don’t fit in
How does it end the life of a child
Without knowing the cost
Without knowing the crime
Of how it hurts
Not to see that self
Of how it hurts
Not to see him born