One In The Same

Some people took me in one day because I was given for free
Little did I know the life they planned for me
They cut my skin because it wasn't how they liked
Warm blood drips down my face from underneath their knife
They left me in a little cage with nothing much to do
I paced around and hoped to feel the ground that I once knew
Eventually I was tossed into a battle of life or death
With a lucky blow the animal against me was put to rest
My person tossed more in there and here
But one after another I started taking with no fear
One day my person dropped me into a ring with bloodstained sides
No where to run or hide the other would beg for their life
But instead they come running toward me with their nails pure and bare
They grazed across my side and now skin is missing there
I'm scared and hot I don't want to be here
Another round and here he comes charging with no fear
I jump up and avoid the spear coming down onto him
Pulling on his head and kicking at his ribs
After a while I realize that he's getting cold
Is this a act of greatness and being very bold?
It must be because it is what I am told
My human says I like to fight and it is a treat
But it feels like too much and is a very large feat
I'm emotionally drained and so in pain
I don't understand why I have to do what I have done
What happened to my other home where I was so loved?
I'm in my cage again and my feet are sore
My human cleansed me of the gore
I don't know how much I can take anymore
Horse, Dog, or Rooster, who I am doesn't matter
My life is torn and tattered