Limbo

I'm not in the mood to decide
to stay here or come back to Earth
my presence never made a difference
I was only taking up space and breathing good air
and I left so much shit and piss behind
what did I exactly accomplish on planet Earth?
I didn't fall in love, I didn't make any kids
I wasn't involved in the saving of the environment
human rights, animal rights, or any kind of rights
shit, honestly, I didn't do shit when I was alive
yet I'm given the opportunity, by grace, to return
for one more go round the rodeo
I'm tired of riding the bull
I have no affinity for no one and no thing
I don't crave sex, food, fame, money or war
so this is my last rodeo
I'm tired of the bull