I see you stuttering

Stammering

Muttering

Meandering

Pandering

Begging

For any kind of attention

Negativity is your stock in trade

Chasing after everyone

In the hopes of getting laid

Man, woman, beast

As long as you get a piece

Selling meds that aren’t yours

Doing any just to score

Always taking pinches

To make up for the lack of inches

To numb that skull

Because your life is so dull

In this life you will quit

Even your mother knows

You’re shit