What i see has no color, what i taste is the same. The obejects above tower over me and yet even though im small i feel big. I can jump, whereas they cannot. i can hide silently lurking in the shadows wtching my prey pass by. Running fast isnt an obstacle, my legs never weaken i am strong. When my eyes close and my head collapses i dream things. things that would of gone differently for instance i chase it and fail, i loose grasp. But my dreams tell me different i chase and catch and hold on with my life, it helps me learn to fix yesterdays mistake. Something they dont do, they dont dream this. For i am smart and they are dumb, i will go to where i please i will...hey look a bird!
I am a cat.
I love this Chelsea. I love how you made this soo poetic. I couldnt stop reading it.lol and i loved the ending.=)
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