The Spider

Earlier today I was cleaning my parents' basement, and I sorta wondered to myself why I care about spiders so much, my thought is that I relate to them, and so I wrote a poem about it entitled "The Spider:"

Alone and frightened in a corner,

Misunderstood and feared
Peoples' terror, instilled in error,
The spider never leaves home.
The spider does not judge.
The spider holds no grudge.
Both victims of hate, we can relate.
I will always stick beside her,
My friend the spider