the goldfish suicides

swimming in circles
monotonous waves of melancholy
everything's the same

but each day
is a step closer to freedom
wish someone would set me free

try to tempt the cat
acting like a tv dinner
his eyes devour my every move

try to drown in my oxygen
hold my breath
until i turn orange

but cruelty prevails
watery hands hold me down
inside a glass prison

desperation drives me mad
take things in my own hands
i wish my fins were replaced

jump out of the water bowl!
taste death on my breath
licking the lips of freedom