A Characters Complaints

We have our dreams

Our stupid illusion

Given by the creator

For his amusement

And the readers delight

We strive and fight

Day and night

We are created for someone’s

Else enjoyment and capital gains

The profit is not ours but the

Owner of the publishing company

Still at night we dream of freedom to

Live a normal life with work, wife and

Mortgages to pay, going to the pub and play

Maybe even turn gay

But hey we do not exist

No passport , no ID

Never born, never dead

We are only character

Leaving in a leaking shed

In the author’s head

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