I want so mom had cravings
Crazy things like wood shavings
Or some exotic food at half past midnight
Dad goes hunting in order to avoid a fight

I want to be born so mom feels pain
She wonders if that night she had been insane
To concieve a child to shorten her days
As she push for her life she prays

I want to be changed, played with or fed
I cry my eyes out someone better get to my bed
Walk the floor with me in hand for peace sake
Tip toe out of there less I wake

I want shoes, clothes, books and education
From me mother would like to take a vacation
But she sticks around because she loves me
But from my wants she is never really free

I want a family, so a wedding was planned
I have to be the perfect bride in the land
Through it all, I drive them all quite mad
My man, my mom but expecially my dad

At the end of it all I am dead
There are tears pouring from hearts heavy as led
My loved ones faces pained and worried
Hey what the heck! I STILL WANT TO BE BURIED!