You sit on me when you can't decide. But don't you know the grass is always greener on the other side?

I think I’ve lost them. Glass orbs for play. Metamorphic rock.

I cover an object that rests your head. I’m usually found on top of your bed. I often come as part of a set. I’m a comfy place to nap for a pet.

I’m both a mess to be in, and a tangy snack to be eaten.

I'm a metal mate, for a belt's long ride, Keeping things tight, with a secure stride, I fasten and hold, with a satisfying click, A small but mighty part, of a daily trick,