Bout of Paranoia
Oh my god, it's about me..!!
The writing style is really good,
I admire the wording as I should.
But hidden deep within the rhyme,
I sense your vitriol, somehow mine.
But why and what has vexed ?
Could it have been my shame,
Acting like that fool you rightly blame ?
Or is the trophy not mine to take,
Some other blogger who's acting fake ?
Posts of subtle and random clues,
Won't cease the inner voice I choose,
That is dictating how a friend I'll lose.
But I should know offence I caused,
Rather than this bout of paranoid applause.