An effort towards Shape poems

I
pity
myself wholly
for the dreaded folly
of a life totally
hopeless it
due to
me

Caught Between

Yes, I am caught between,
The mother and mother surrogate
she who gave me birth
and the one who wished to have me in her womb
the questions ,
are you a sum(\product) of your father and mother
or whether you would have never got born without one of the both.
or your origin owes to both or one or none
Yes, I am caught between
many such questions of birth and origin