The morning felt usual
The same alarm ring, the same bed
with my eyes half opened by sleep
I checked sideways for my phone
I, checked the messages I received,
Then stepped out of my bed,
As usual.
I noticed, something was wrong
Something was wrong with my hands,
With my limbs,
Why was it four-legged?
And hairy?
Eww that stink..
My family saw me like this,
I saw myself like this,
I felt Crushed,
Betrayed
Used.
Used by my own family for my Money,
For my Value.
At the end, what is left?
Just the last remains of my vermin like body
And the household feeling relaxed and free from the burden,
The burden of keeping a vermin.
