Bugs

These bugs are all around me.
They really start to confound me.
It seems I can't escape them,
And I know I've got a problem
When it seems they like to follow me,
And really start to bother me.
All the ointments and lotions I find
And the bugs don't really mind.
I need to find something; fire will work
If I get it on me, it will really hurt.
But I'm really starting to grieve.
I wish that they would all just leave