Being invisible, silent
that's me, that's my inborn gift
your gift is a bell in my collar
now everyone knows
my silken feet seems to clatter now
even my breath seems to make noises
everything about me report DANGER
all the bell does is to alarm the prey
You cut the claws of the lion's cousin
at the same time demanding happiness
how when you turn me into a toy?
Now I'm everything I wasn't born
a poison in my heart while I watch
every bird or mouse spells my disaster
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