Not alive but not dead as I watch their breath,
With a jealousy inside I can't explain.
I sit not alive yet contemplate â€œdeathâ€
Though Iâ€™m only a stone, so simple, so plain.
Death to me means nothing, as Iâ€™m already â€œdeadâ€
But it's life I want but can't achieve,
I want eyes so tears I'm able to shed,
And a heart so when cut Iâ€™m able to bleed.
I can never die nor ever grow old.
I live forever through many eons
For I'm a rock (many times I've been told)
I've seen thousand, millions of days and dawns.
Not dead but not alive as I watch them live
Eternal jealousy, for I am a rock.