Not wanting these

I am a ball.

A ball, that one could kick.

Here and there...and here and there.

I would cry, "Stop...stop..stop..."

I am a puppet.

A puppet that anyone could control.

Up and down...and up and down.

I would say, "Stop...I'm dizzy."

I am spineless.

Someone without a backbone that allows life to push me around.

Hmm...

I would sigh, "This is life."

I am a tree.

A tree that anyone could chop.

Chainsaws and Axes...and Timber!

I would cry, "Why are you sacrificing me for the benefits of yours and others?"

Now that I am awake.

No one can stop me now.

Listen...and understand...

I would plead, "This is what I want."

Monologku: These are what you want, not what I want.