Once inside my mother
Keeping nice and warm
A sense of kind wellbeing
Waiting to be born
Given life in August deserted by July
I feel I've been cheated by ugliness and lies
I don't expect a fortune money
I can't spend
But I wish I wasn't twisted
And like this to my end
Someone once had mentioned
My mother tripped a lot
And father was infected
With dirtiness and rot
I guess when put together
The worst has all come out
And here I am an orphan
Asking what it's all about
Why am I not normal what did I do wrong
Is my life worth living or am I better gone