I ain't a fucking, little kitty in a store shop window.
I ain't for bloody sale. I don't need people walking by
And going, "Aww she's cute." As they stick their dirty
Fingers through the bars to poke at me as I try to sleep.
If I were a kitty I would be a stray, big and lean and I
Would stalk the streets flaunting my scars and torn ears.
I would sit in the middle of the street and dare the cars
To try and hit me. Death wishes and complete apathy
Are basically the same to me. I would disdain all of
Humanity, especially those that try to pet me at least,
I would do it publicly. Secretly I would mew sad songs
In the back ally ways and wish that someone would see
All my scars and decide to earn my trust and care for me.

01/19/2008

Posted on 01/19/2008
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