When The Man Comes Around

by Edgiergnome5614

First published

Can't see.
Can't see anything.
Not that I'd wan to, it would probably mean doing something crazy while I'm here.
Oh hi! Didn't see you there. Get it? Because I can't see?
God I hate this world. Some of the ponies here are cool, but... God I miss meat. And sight. Actually there's a lot of things I miss. Are you sure there's no way to send me back? No? Okay... shit.