Try to imagine this:
I am a cat.
I’ll make noise for a pet,
If mad I`ll hiss.

I like to snuggle
Only on my own terms.
No one knows of my concerns,
Or I overshare my struggle.

Somehow, I keep lending on my feet,
No matter how deep the fall.
Loved by almost all.
Finding joy in climbing a tree.

Pondering by a window,
Looking cute lying on my belly.
Disappearing in a dark alley,
All the ambivalance trying to undo.