I know what you think. I have always known. Weak, soft kitty that just want’s to get some attention. You know what? I don’t want it. I don’t want YOU. I never did. I know that you will be back, begging on your knees for some help or compassion. Don’t come to me, because I will shut my door on your perfect shaped face and I will leave your with brilliant tears on your beautiful eyes. But I won’t care, I will never care about you anymore.
People says that I’m free now. I don’t think so. If I was free you wouldn’t visit me. If I was free it wouldn’t be so hard to keep saying no to you. But I’m not. Because you keep keep shaking your chains when you visit me at middle night, that’s why.