Before I was a Cat

I was French;

before I was a cat.

But it makes no difference to me what you believe.

Everyone; 

everything; 

is beneath my consideration.

That is by design; 

as it is also my good fortune.

It is not that I don’t care, as you would say.

It is that I am indifferent to your struggle to understand;

the world.

To understand; 

your role in it.

Or by extension;

understand me in your world.

For it is a concrete truth;

what you believe only matters to you.

As for me;

you do not matter.

Since I am French;

I understand your confusion.

Even before you noticed you are confused.

Your protests are impotent.

It is the order of things.

Since I am a cat; 

I am beyond considering anything but my own pleasure.

It is also;

the order of things.

So get used to it; 

or don’t.

Just leave me alone so I can enjoy the day; 

or not.

Stop wasting my time with trying to find ways to be happy;

just get out of my sight.

And no;

I will not wish you to have a nice day.

I am indifferent to that as well.