Porcelain skin, hollow and with regret

Hello to you inside. What could you be? Oh how my life would be so different, when did it become apparent that I was able to choose between your life and mine...I worry that a cloud of bad karma will hang over me after this, why shouldn't I pay for my mistakes? I'm just trying to do what's right and fair, I can't bring you into the world without being able to support myself, still clinging on to my own parents for their assistance, approval and guidance. One day soon I will be ready, but eventhough nothing is confirmed and you're just an instinctive feeling, I am and always will be so sorry...