A friend of mine wanted me to post something for him, and it sure reminded me a lot of my inability to go back to the human world, to say hi to Cathleen...
Anyway, here goes:

What is it about life?
What is it that makes me different-
What is it that makes you different?
Something I can't quite put my finger on.
But this much is certain, I can say plainly
That there's, for some reason, an enormous discrepancy between us.
We're all different, aren't we?
So why don't we be different together?
Why such an impassible crevasse?
Sometimes I wish I could understand.
But that's for another day.
A day that I'm on the other side.

Even for a minute, I just wish I could be there. Good luck with real life.

-Risk