You are not my mother,

And you claim you have no love for this man

So I suggest he is not my father.

The baby whining in the crib isn’t yours so why bother.

This house must not be ours,

Since we don’t stand together.

Don’t ask me whose blood rushes through my veins.

There was not enough love for their chromosomes to bind together.

The fairy’s spell fades…and so do I.