Addiction

There once was a little boy
Who'd find joy when he'd destroy
The worlds of bugs and ants.
His destruction became obsession
And his morality in question
Upon the cause of his deception of his mother's plants.
This boy grew to be a man.
Time rolled on and he began
To realize what he'd done.
He'd integrated himself unto
The lives everyday of someone new
To find their weaknesses through and through 'til he'd had his fun.
But instead of a remorse
Fed their faults to them in force
To grow an appetite
For all the things that they desire.
Pushing, building their intake higher,
Not 'til they begged would he retire once they'd lost their fight.
Now he comes to you to flaunt
All the things he knew you'd want
To at one point pursue.
Listen to him, your eyes are clearer.
And as he pulls you even nearer
He suddenly looks in the mirror only to see you.