WHo are you?

Who the fuck are you I hear you say
Well I'm the one that makes you pay
You talk of pretty,
helpful,
nice
yet all the while you have your vice

Too fucking helpful's what you are
A self styled whining troubadour
striking first while iron hot
Have no remorse, Forget me not.

Acting fast at gossips first dance
giving none at least a chance
condemned and tarred, feathered too
if ever it was left to you:

Self righteous prick without a heart
My dogs got more sense in his fart
Holier than thou most misconstrued
never look when in the nude

An arse A cunt misguided wreck
always straining at the neck
need to know what others do
while your own kin can go and screw.

Living life as if for others
always complaining teenage mothers
Cutting hatred words like knife
because you never owned a life.

You are the reason I survive
the reason why I'm still alive
cos I know when I am dead;
forgotten;
You'll still dig me up and fuck me rotten.