The Grass is Always Greener

I’ve got a functional car but would rather travel at the speed of my dreams.

I have the apocalypse in my back pocket but want heaven on speed dial.

I’ve moshed to Gwar but much prefer dancing with my three-year-old daughter.

I’ve got GPS on my phone but desire the internal compass of a bird.

I have a wonderful hairdresser but would rather have Shakespeare’s scissors to cut my own hair.

I’ve got a candle in the wind but desire a burning ring of fire.

I possess so many pieces of jewelry but yearn for that one nail which holds up the house of peace.