Most people think about their lives,
what they'll do who they'll be.
I was once like that you see,
thinking of the future thinking of whats meant to be.
Until the day came where I choose to end it all,
It didn't work I was still here,
I came upon a kitten one day,
he was very sweet and loved me so,
and so I thought I can't end my life who would feed this little kitty.
He was a bitter, a fighter, a lover, and a hunter.
He could be mean he could be nice,
he was crazy and I loved him.
He was my little monster.
And thus I couldn't live without him.