My Sin

To think I will kill is a nasty thought
By the fiery hell I will be caught
For murder is the biggest sin
Not to mention it would be my next of kin
It is inside now growing every day
It would be a little person by just gone May
And to think I took the life makes me cry
The little one did nothing to deserve to die
Except to exist at the wrong time
But appearing to early can't be a crime
I'm only young, I can't let it be
I know it's so terribly selfish of me
But it's for the best, I know in my heart
Yet still my conscience is tearing me apart