Love For A Child

Dear Baby

I hear you calling, but I can't come home right now.

It breaks my heart to hear that your psychotic foster mother slapped you AGAIN!!
My mum told me your cheek was swelling and covered with bruise. I pray that you'd be still naive enough to ignore this kinda traumatic scar.
I don't want you to remember all these shit. You can have a beautiful life.

You cried when you wanted to pee and I was bemused. Then my mum told me that when you were small that insane bitch slapped you when you peed in your pants.
(For fuck's sake you're still a 2 years old baby.)
Now you have this peephobia.

That bitch slapped you when you refused to take medicine.
COME ON EVERY BABY CRIES WHEN IT COMES TO TAKING MEDICINE. USE YOUR BRAIN BITCH!

Yesterday that bitch slapped you again BECAUSE she doesn't like people crying in the morning.
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Seriously?
FUCK YOU.

If you don't know how to love a child please don't adopt one at the first place.
And if you do love the child then you will never leave your child in my house for the coming Chinese New Year and you two grown up will be having sinful fun in Australia.

Baby I've changed my Christmas wish.
I want you to grow up in love.

Baby please don't wail.
It hurts me whenever I see your tears.
I have this uncomprehending apprehension everytime I squeeze your tiny body in my arms.
Your eyes reminded me of your biological mother who dumped you when you were born.

Fear no. I'll kick those misery out of you with my love in no time.