Mother hen

How could we be so fragile?
Yet so frantic at the same time?
I'm so tired and frail right now
Annoyed and patient
At the same time
Geez, I can't make up
My mind, mind, mind

"So why don't you open up a little"
He said
"And you're lookin' a little bit tired"
"Why don't you go rest in bed?"

Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma
This my home
I wake up for ya
I cook ya feed
'Cause I know that
This may all you need

I don't have no kids
But I'm still Mother Hen
And I still don't hear no
Cries from my babies
'Cause I got none there
But I'm still Mother Hen
Even though the kids
Aren't there yet

So my dreams of
Becoming a real Mum
Are kinda like my
Dreams of becoming a Sister
And it's like those
Dreams have become unrealistic
But it feels like it's never too late
To make it realistic

But I'm still Mother Hen
And every time
That I get out of bed
All I wanna do
Is puff the cigarette
And atleast I stay up
I don't go back to bed

I know I'm not a Mama yet
But I'm still Mother Hen
And it takes a lot time
To build what is right
In this life
There's always something
That you need
There's always something
That you need

It makes me feel
Kinda better
Knowing that I can't be clever
About too many
Situations that occur

But I refuse to play dumb
To the fact that I'm still a Mum
To my eggs that haven't been bred
So I hold on to the promise
That I got told by lover
That my eggs will be fed
With the love he injects
So my eggs can be bred

But I feel like it's not real
Like I've lost the deal
And I know that one day
It could be too late

So to my unborn children
I want you to know
If I lose in this life
That we'll try in the next one
Even if it's just a step-son
Or a step-daughter

This is ma, ma, ma home
And to my future kids
Just know that I wrote you this
I love you till the end of time
From your Mama Hen
Your Mother Hen