Why me?
As I sit in this cage and look into your eyes
I am surrounded by my feces and all of these flies
You look at me without sympathy
As I yearn for some love and affection
My fur is all knotted and my nails over grown
My cage is too small and I think my chances have been blown
My chance to live a worth full life without pain and fear for my next fight
I didn't choose to be ripped apart from that other dog
And I didn't choose to sit in my own mess
When they gave me to you, I thought I would love it but boy was I wrong
Your loving attitude was all but an act
You should be the one sitting in a cage and that is a fact
You put me through so much pain
And made me fight when I didn't want to
Now I am being taken away from you
Who knows what will come next
But I don't care because anything is better than this
I am sure you don't care but I am glad to be away from your abuse