How are you feeling? Asked dishonestly more often than from genuine desire.
What has changed? What hasn't? Is it safe for me? Why not? Do you have an answer for me? When will you? How dare you? Why did you? Those are the real questions.
You should. You shouldn't. You don't really. Get over it. Stop thinking. Do more. Care less. Want more. Stop asking: Answers waiting for me.
I used to close my eyes and imagine someone who had questions for me, not about me. I'm a cat who couldn't care much for curiosity. You'll know enough about me when I'm famous anyhow.
I'm here worked up about how I have affected them. Are they as worried about how they've affected me? Am I? Thick skin gets me through these winters but man I want to enjoy next summer.
Who cares enough to ask me something for my benefit?
"None ah dem nah see we pain, furthermore dem neva ask yet. Silence ah di baddest weapon so you know wha mi do, mi talk less."
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