I'll tell you what I want,
what I really, really want.
I want a purple streak in my hair
and to find my own special sense of flair.
I want a tiny tattoo in a hidden place
and I want to drape a canopy bed in lace.
I want to pack my bags and go live somewhere exotic
to watch sunsets and listen to waterfalls until I'm drunk and hypnotic.
I want to write and write and write until I find myself
and never end up boring and old on a dusty shelf.
Tell me what YOU want,
what you really, really want.