Lying here motionless, hoping that they don't see me, because whenever they see me, they hurt me.
Dodging from humans gets so tiresome, I can't stop, or I will die.
All I want is a spot of food, something to eat, to help me survive.
But my life means nothing to them, if I die, who cares, but if one of them were to die, it becomes a tragedy.
Dodging death all my life isn't how I planned it.
I hate being an ant.