Maggots crawl and squirm
Their grubby teeth firm
On the things I loved very young
Bright colors hopeful days
Are now covered in the dung
of those filthy maggots in their craze
The maggots eat away at my youth
I sit as they bite and gnaw
At the things I found peace in
like a stuffed bears paw
As I cry out for help my parents drown themselves in gin
They start to infest
They start to hive
They lay their eggs as if they are the best
In my youth the maggots thrive
The maggots eat away at my youth
I used to skip and enjoy fun days in the sun
But now I sit alone in my room waiting for the day to be done
People speak of happy memories when they were youthful
But I had to get by in my youth with being untruthful
But it's become too late now
The maggots have invaded every part leaving me to let out a pitiful vow
The maggots eat away at my youth
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 4:16 PM UTC
Maggots crawl and squirm
Their grubby teeth firm
On the things I loved very young
Bright colors hopeful days
Are now covered in the dung
of those filthy maggots in their craze
The maggots eat away at my youth
I sit as they bite and gnaw
At the things I found peace in
like a stuffed bears paw
As I cry out for help my parents drown themselves in gin
They start to infest
They start to hive
They lay their eggs as if they are the best
In my youth the maggots thrive
The maggots eat away at my youth
I used to skip and enjoy fun days in the sun
But now I sit alone in my room waiting for the day to be done
People speak of happy memories when they were youthful
But I had to get by in my youth with being untruthful
But it's become too late now
The maggots have invaded every part leaving me to let out a pitiful vow
The maggots eat away at my youth
This is a poem written in "The Bop" format. It speaks on how early you are expected to "grow up" and lose your youth to become an adult. The maggots are the people who expect you to grow up, like your friends or family. But you truly don't need to.