I swore I was the most giving person
in the world and you should
feel you were lucky to deal
with someone like me
because I am not selfish
or grimy like the rest
I gave my cat food every time
he looked at me with those
longing eyes of expectancy
He would stare at me
knowing that I was trained to serve
Got to be the “Good guy”
because I did not want to be the
(bad guy)I wanted to be needed &
appreciated because I wanted to
feel loved…
The cat got to be 31 pounds and died
from breathing issues at the age of 11
but that wasn’t my fault, I saved him
from the street right?I heard a kitten crying
I heard a kitten crying
from behind a garbage can
in the brutally cold night
How could someone be so mean
to leave this kitten
out in a cruel world
by himself?
How could people be so selfish?
Not I for I am the hero
that came to rescue kitty
but in reality, did I do it
for him or for myself?
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