Young Man Blues

I am stupid and selfish.
I want more out of things than I put into them.
I am greedy.
I am a pig.
I feed on other's weakness and my own time.
I will squander and selfishly waste whatever it is that you have to give.
The most evil of men, he is like me.
He has arms and legs and a neck like me.
This is true.
He only thinks about himself like me.

Breathe.

Can you handle hearing this?
Can you?
Because I can see that you have not yet admitted to yourself being like me.
In Greek myths it was an opened box.
In the Bible it was a tree.
What was it that did this to you?
What made you like me?

Oink, oink.