Paranoid writer

Day 135

I am a paranoid writer
A paranoid writer I be
I worry and stress
that my work is a mess
And that people just all laugh at me

I am a paranoid writer
A paranoid poet I am
I wonder and sigh
That my words pass folk by
And they really do not give a damn

I am a paranoid writer
I worry I write like a pup
Do people just say
Oh please go away
I really wish you would grow up

I am a paranoid writer
I wonder at my family
No thumbs ups or likes
Meaning they must dislike
Anything that is written by me

I am a paranoid writer
Sometimes feel that I should give in
But then writing gives joy
and if I annoy
It means that those F....rs don't win