If someday oblivion, my human past, does bury, br I'm sure for some, but not for me, it will be scary. br br I'll be the lucky one; no longer will I have worries, br as, around me, one or more of my caretakers scurries. br br Well, I HOPE I'll have no worries IF it does happen, br and I'd hope that your willpower, it doesn't sappen. br br And when my mind is fuzzy and doesn't remember, br I hope I'll die quickly, like some worn out, dying ember.