Tragic Happy Ending

do you think i like the way i look?
no
my hair is short,i got pimples,im black,fat, and people only see me for my a** and tits
you say im ugly
do you think i care?
you call me crazy
i say not as much as your momma
you lie and say you want me
we go steady but....
it seem like we are moving very,very fast
i gave you my all
no more phone calls
you disappear
im two months in
i call you
you dont care
on the day she is born
you dont show
im stuck taking care of a baby
im so alone
i made a promise
im not ganna fall in love
my baby would be my only lover
your just ganna be the donor
i got my life back together
no more crying over spilled milk
my baby is two years old now
she never ask for her father
but if one day she does
i will tell her my TRAGIC TALE
how i fall in love with a duchue
and had a pretty baby girl
i will tell her how he didnt care
how i pray that he would come back
i will tell her of my long nights
staying up crying
holding her tight
i will tell her that having her made me happy
that seeing her smile kept me going
i will tell her that god is her father
dont worry about the other
he's no longer with us
so please dont worry
dont fret
everything will be just fine
im moving on
with you by my side