That you demand so much,
To be the person that you want to be,
'Tyou're meant to be, as such,
After getting so far in 'nother life?
It kind of seems to me,
That you made your bed now you want to sleep,
In another one never meant to be,
At least not now that you have the other,
You cannot just switch beds,
A canine that goes to the wrong food bowl,
Will ne'er ever be fed.
But you're no dog,
That relies on others,
To tell you where you should eat or lie down,
Not sure why anyone even bothers.