What will you do when they figure you out?

Question

I want to be

Big as a tree

So all can see

The wonderful me

The one in my mind

Who's right all the time

Never committed a crime

Who makes the words rhyme

There to correct others when wrong

Do prove to all that I was right all along

Make them listen to my pathetic little song

Anything just so I can stand out from the throng

But alas I fear that they see through the veil

That all of my words are tired and stale

To others in comparison I am pale

My soul is cheap and for sale

This scream now is a wail

Exposed I am so frail

Alas to no avail

Lost I derail

Now i ail

All hail

Iano

Answer 1

Nice, well said, well structured, and well . . . well good job, sounds like Vincent Van Gogh's last therapy session.

Answer 2

Wow, this is good, and neat to view, as well.

But let him go, not worth the effort, attention feeds his ego.

Answer 3

Good job. Looks like you flushed him down the toilet. The

cesspool is actually a great big step up from where they come from.

Answer 4

I think this is wonderfully creative.

I don't think your work is tired and stale at all.

Answer 5

Let us all stop feeding into his ego.  This is exactly what he wants, the pathetic little creep (to put it politely). Put your talents to work; don't waste them on him.

Answer 6

the bottom should match the spacing of the top...and the pattern...Noob

Answer 7

You let the twerps get to you, bad Hydro!

Take this power that you have and turn it toward something significant, something with gravitas...say, women's b*****s, for example, which your poem remarkably resembles anyway...HA!

Answer 8

Nothing to figure out with me, nor is there for you.Talented is what you are.

Answer 9

i wish i hadnt joined now if this is what passes for poetry round here  what kind of guy would do such a thing?  a complete and utter t*t of a guy if you ask me

Answer 10

my my, the insults fly,

Are you all so qualified,

Heed not dear, I am Here

to save you from this savage lot.

Did I hear the lady say,

In such an eloquent way,

A name she called you I believe,

Or did my ears I Deceive.

Temper Temper,

Dear Distemper,

Are you usually on here?

Whats that you said,

OH, time for bed,

off you go then,

lest your late,

A bedtime tale,

if missed you'll hate!

Now come on chaps

you've had your fun,

You need your strength

so End round one!

Answer 11

I think this is very clever - I bet it was quite difficult to achieve.

the last stanza was particularly effective (affective?..I always get those muddled).....as if he were disappearing down a drain.....So this is where he ended up.....at the bottom of a drain? Hm?

Where's my lovely picture gone.....A!Y what is happening to you?

Answer 12

I really really like this. It caught my attention, and I thought by the end there would be more!

Answer 13

honestly i thought it was a good poem. 10/10 keep it up. =)

Answer 14

A big Boob?  Creative and funny!  Now get it covered!