Place to bury bone

Time to crawl in hole

I lay and wait,

But by then it's too late.

Better off undisturbed.

I lie...

Shall I interfere,

or just leave things be,

or shall I dig a Furred Grave?

My achievements bring happiness,

your absence brings loneliness

It's hard not to hate what brings us apart.

I lie... I give and give,

but return unsatisfied,

Is the grass greener on the other side?

Without a choice

But to carry on, my never ending quest

For the best of both worlds.

Am I sick?

Should I fit in your little click?

Should I trade what makes me tick?

For a slap in the Face?

Am I sick?

Should I fit in your little click?

Should I trade what makes me tick?

For a slap in the Face?