Looking Out

Ugh, god, what horrid beasts they are. Awkward. Floating around like they own the place.Hah! Sucks to be them.

It's kind of fun to mess with them. Go up to the glass and touch it. Most times they'll come over and just sit there, staring. Stupid animals, with their big glassy eyes and blank expressions. Yeah, I see you, do you see me? I'm looking at you, thats right, what of it. You going to hurt me? Haha you couldn't last out here. You'd just flounder around, flailing, out of your element.

Wait a minute. I think it just hit me. Son of a bitch! We're the ones getting played! We couldn't make it over there, on their side of the glass. I never thought of it before, think about it - there are so many of them, all the time, just looking, pointing, giggling, smacking the glass. God damn, it scares me every time!

They at least get to leave too! I wonder whats outside of that room. Wait, is there something outside of this tank? This "ocean" that we call home? Let's not kid ourselves here, this is a tank. Not a sea, an ocean, a bay, hell, it's not even a pond. At least those are in the wild.

Wow, I'm a fish. Just a boring, stupid old fish. Is there even anything to live for anymore? Yeah, I got Gil, A Finny, and Sammy the Salmon, but honestly, we swim in our own piss! Gawd, that's just nasty!

Maybe I'll end it tomorrow. Swim as fast as I can into the glass and break it, drown those annoying school kids, who rap on the glass and make funny faces at us. Imagine their surprise as the glass wall breaks, flooding the room and drowning them. Haha, they'd be to busy picking their noses to suspect anything.

Shit, this glass looks tough.

Oh well, if I can't break it, I'll just swim into the filter. Get sucked up there and rot.