You didn't listen
You should've left me alone
Instead you picked and poked
Squeezed me till I burst
I can tell it hurt
You jumped when it stung
Stop squeezing when it burned
Tried to choke the life out of me
But all I gave you was ****
But you didn't let up
Kept going until you drew blood
In attempts to free yourself of me
Like I'm some sort of disease
A plague on your skin
Well try as much as you can
This is a fight you can't win
Even if you are the victor of this round
I'll pop up again