You are bear.
Being bear hard, terrible life of nothingness in cage that is rust and bad. You life at circus. You feel pain constant. You hear scary music always. You want end pain but pain no end. Never end. Your suffer is forever no matter how you choose to living your life of lonely. Cage your only confidant. Death your wish, but will never coming because suffer is only one.
You look around cage. It rust. Chunks of bear hair cover floor and mock your cold. It have blood on many spaces of it. You feel cold air of circus sting open sore.
You choosing to…
It’s a sad story. I do not like it. There’s always hope. There is a way of escape. It’s where the light shines through the forest. It’s where the light shines through the cage. It’s in the light. There is always hope. Bears should never give up. Remember, you are a bear.