What did I want when I was growing up
A cat, a fish or even a pup
A life that was simple no worries or cares
Surely that would have been fair
A good education to get a good job
To be fit and active not becoming a slob
To find a nice man to spend all my years
To hold me close and forget any fears
To take nice holiday and bathe in the sun
To party with mates having so much fun
Gone are the days when I did that with ease
As my body became ill with a horrid disease
Try and stay positive to forget all my woes
And accept that my body is now mighty slow
But still I cannot take a smile of my face
As I know it could be worse in a more horrid place