Inspired by The Cliff Anonymous (An Author's Mean Confession) by ByOfFortheWriters

I had originally asked for permission to use her story as inspiration, however, it appears that she is no longer active on the site. 

i totally lied lmao she gave me permission a few days after i posted this dw

I do not take credit for the idea.

You throw an idea down on the page.
You've spent what on it,
A minute, an hour, has it been a day?
It isn't even worth my spit.

You put it out there for everyone to see,
Claiming this took you forever,
I haven't updated in a while, sorry ^^
I'll believe you when I'm dead in December.

I'm really glad you think you're so great,
That you're super talented and funny,
Because your readers were all handed to you on a silver plate,
And they've been paid to lace their words with honey.

You're a sad excuse for what most writers stand for,
A pathetic try at being popular.
You're just hiding that you're actually a real ing bore,
And you're nothing more than a commoner.

Thanks for taking the opportunities,
Away from people who slave away each day.
The ones who spend extra hours dotting their I's and crossing their T's,
The ones who never have any more time to play.

I'm so glad that you're here to disrespect me,
To tear down all the words I've written,
Because I was climbing too high up a tree,
And my fingers and toes were bound to get bitten.

Thanks for using your cheap methods,
Your advertisements and your subscribers-only,
Thanks for leaving me with so many questions,
Thanks for making me feel so lonely.

But after all this,
After the mockeries you put out
And your self-created bliss,
And your absolutely useless spouts,

Thanks for taking the bull readers.
The ones who think you're completely infallible.
The ones who swear they're your devoted believers,
When they're really just sad and gullible.

I'm glad that people like you exist
So that people can see what true ignorance looks like.
But even though, now, they have the gist,
They still won't go and take a hike.

But like I said,
It's completely okay.
My hatred has fled,
And my emotions are at bay.

Keep writing your bull,
Keep advertising like a billboard.
I'll never ever quit,
So come on, inspire me some more.