I have no patience for the insecurities and lies,
You were fed and swallowed up for years to fit in.
Your half witted, immature, laughable disguise,
Stretching my none-existent patience pretty thin.
I cannot look at the ill-fitted dump, you call nest,
The disgust is thick and boiling, ready to burst.
You are right, greedy larva, I am the absolute best,
Unfortunately, for your existence I am, also, the worst.
Your eyes bugs-out comically, when I squeeze your neck,
Such a shame you cannot be graceful, at least, in death.
However, you must admit I’ve helped you to save the wreck,
By cutting of tainted by standard mentality breath.