Worries Of A Mosquito

I am just very small,

But still all people appall.

I don’t know why they mess with me so mean,

I am just like a little fairy queen.

I love singing,

But people hate my song.

They only like the music on tv,

Ding dong, ding dong.

They eat food,

I also want some.

When I get closer,

They threaten if you dare then come.

When they strike,

I quickly escape.

They always regret,

Why are they so late?

They spread poison,

I manage to escape.

When they call me a tricker,

They forget only their blood in my veins flicker.