It’s not my fault you’re insecure,
your jealousy’s got out of hand.
I just don’t like you anymore
because you’ll never understand
that you despise my honesty,
to your own faults you’re always blind.
Ever attention longingly
unceasingly you seek to find.
Perhaps you’ve been devoid of love
as you strive hard to be adored.
But then you give people a shove,
you’re dropping them when you get bored.
Problems are blamed on those you use
to boost your ego for a while,
constantly others are miscued
always the victim you’re reviled.
The truth is that you’re just the same
as the souls that you criticise,
so take your selfish blinkers off
as ignorance is never wise.