My house, in the alley,

behind all the boxes,

everyday people walk by,

calling me kitty, cat,

andthat was when I knew i was a cat,

they look at me smiling,and then meow at me,

"are you stupid?are you crazy?"I asked,

they don't care,

they just stare at me and say "how cute",

My house, on the steps,

by the supermarket door,

people come out just stare at me and then walk away not caring,

whenI come accross drug dealers,

they would kick me,

throw cigar at me,

sometimes when I'm not paying attention I would step on one,

and burn my paw,

some people would give me some of their food.

It's amazing,

that even in this cruel world,

there's still a sprinkle of love,

maybe one day that sprinkle of love will turn into balloons fill with love,

and fly in the sky,

don't worry if it pops,

cause' that sprinkle of love will spread to everyone.