so remorseful

Now, the people feet and feet above me have started to taunt me. They dangle a rope above

my head and pull it away just when i'm about to grab on. They also throw old food at me. I

refuse it and just feed it to the fishes or use it to keep the sharks from nipping at me. Once the

people have tired themselves, they stop the teasing and head home. To their warm beds and

families. It must be nice. I can't remember mine ever being warm. Not like it matters now

anyways.