You are annoying and weak
And every time you open your mouth
Lies and whines are all you speak.

Do you always need someone to hold your hand?
Behaving like a lost puppy
Trying to find someone to brand

With the painful sting of your meer presence.
A broken link in a chain no one wants to fix
You behave like you have not aged past six

After this time is through
And I see you on the street
An extended middle finger to you, and any obscenity I can bleat.

-Dedicated to K.