A Better Place

I do not have nine lives

My wounds take time to heal

They hurt and I have no pain medicine

When I am abused, how do you think I feel?

I do not shed human tears

But I do make noise from the pain

I do not know what I have done

For you to make these bloody stains

I have been left out in the rain

All miserable and cold

I have been hungry for some days

How could you be so bold?

I am forced to do bad things

I am picked on for your enjoyment

I barely get time to rest

Yet you want me to climb mountains

I have wished for better days

If I was human I would pray

For a savior to come find me

And take me far, far away.