| I lay here in despair, wondering what in life is fair, Thinking to myself, “Why do I care?”, Feeling miserable and wanting to meet a hungry bear, with his powerful muscles and jaws, my flesh he would tear, And take me back home to its young, to its lair, They would eat me like I a pear, My bones would crunch and I would swear, Swinging their claws, my bruised body is what they’d snare, wondering what in life is fair? Thinking to myself, “Shortly, I won’t have to care.” |