Little Fetus

I’m just a little fetus, I’ve never lived, I fear. I’ve been up here in Heaven for about a year. I look down upon the humans whom I have no chance to meet, I wish that I could join them, that would be a massive treat. - It’s not to be, I know it, I know I never will But to be a real live person would be a major thrill. A year ago they took me, I wasn’t truly born, It hurt a bit at first, and yet my mother didn’t mourn. - After that it was all silence, and I knew that I had died I know I was aborted, and I know nobody cried. I’ll rattle ‘round up here, I guess, as bored as I can be With not a single soul on Earth who might remember me.