At my feeding time 
She pushes food through the door 
I crawl towards the cracks of light 
Sometimes I can`t find my way 
Newspapers spread around 
Soaking all that they can 
A cleaning is due again 
A good hosing down 
The lady whom I feel maternal love for 
Cannot look me in the eyes 
But I see hers and they are blue 
And they cock and twist and masturbate 
I said so 
Nirvana 
Black windows of paint 
I scratch with my nails 
I see others just like me 
Why do they not try to escape? 
They bring out the older ones 
They point at my way 
They come with the flashing lights 
And take my family away 
And very later I have learned to 
Accept some friends of ridicule 
My whole existence is for your amusement 
And that is why I`m here with you! 
Ow...to take you with me... 
Your right 
Nirvana