I FEEL LIKE ****
THE FEELING COMES AND GOES
ONLY SOME ‘’Things ‘’ CAN **** THIS MADDESS.

I don’t know who I am.
I lose my  very tiny self-esteem everyday
my dignity is trampled and it runs along with my blood.
I lay in the bathroom,
Transfixed by the symphony written just ‘only for me’.
Wow, I’m so special.

You said you love me so much.
But your action proves otherwise.
You said you know me the best;
How ironic is that you still took me to see ugly scenes.
I don’t think I am strong enough:
I’m a tired donkey after a long-haul of your nonsense.