Tangled up little doll.
Thrown away in a dark abyss.
Just another dumpster baby.
Just another dumpster baby.
They say.

Crying and screaming fetal thing.
Not even a month out of the womb.
Just another dumpster baby.

Dumpster baby’s come and go.
Dumpster baby’s cry and kick.

But you my love grew in this crowded mold infested dieased place.
No human dared to reach a hand out for you.
No human took you in the warmth, into the loving arms of others.

You my love are just another dumpster baby.
No one to love. No one to hold. No one to tell the joys of life.

Just another dumpster baby.
Another that was thrown out of line.
Another that was took from life.
Another that was ripped off.
Another that will never see the world for what it is.
Only a dark place full of hate, lies, fakes, and dieased wrongful people.

Just another dumpster baby.
They say.