I feel like a leech to everyone around me unsure and false promises I make. I invade your existence with my dependence and leave you guilt tripped until you take care of me, for If not I will surely die. I don’t feed or clean myself and I am always high, putting pipe dreams before the necessities in life. Without your help I have no hope to survive. Now I know that sounds pathetic, that’s because that’s what I am. So open about my flaws but it’s all part of my plan. For If I can recognize my flaws you’ll assume I’m trying to change, but I am lazy and disheartened and I know I will remain the same. Taking all you can give me trying to live in excess. You know you’ll make my life much easier, I’ll make your life a mess. Squirm away stupid leech boy go and die now in the drain, you speak only of your sadness but are yet to feel true pain.
As I get older I also worsen. I used to be a better person.
Growing into a constant burden. Introducing man child.
I am scared I’ll lose my job because I always go in stoned, If I do will you feed me, take me in and hear me moan. If you don’t I’m on your concience and will surely die alone. Invite me in to regret it as I take over your home. Oh so useless and demanding no I will not help out with chores. I’ll bring no money or conversation. Unmotivated and bored. Staring blankly into space absorbing all you have worked for, I will dissapoint those who think I can do more. I warn you now to avoid me. I may not bite the hand that feeds, but I will wrap my lips around it and I will suck off all the meat. You’ll be left feeling used once you find out I’m a leech, I’ll take all yuo can give and then I will up and leave. No shame or dignity left in me as I scout out brand new friends to invade with my dependence and let it start again.