Baby why do you scream?
Please stop yelling at me.
It seems the minute you stir,
The minute you fuss.
Im crashing through the house like a wreckless bus.
And filling bottles.
But yet, you still cry.
You scream and whimper.
I do not know why,
I have run through the checklist,
A-Z but still you sit and scream at me.
But, I would not change a thing,
Hell maybe I will sing.
I will not lie though,
I cannot wait for you to aquire that thing.
When you look up at me and say daddy,
This is what is wrong with me.