I am a parisitic human

I don’t know quite how or why

I become to be molded to occupy

this special niche

Like a finches beak

molded by the seeds that are plenty

I am molded by something not yet known

i can only speculate

why I feel this way

and do the things I do or dont do

and indeed the things I do and don’t say.

But it’s all a big tangled mess

 

i am the dregs of society

this is my place

feasting on all that is yours

with little to no worth

just sliming along

trying to be a better man

but failing by the virtue of my nature

for I am of the parasitic human species

I’m not like you

with your worth and your earned respect

I am the dregs of the society