My Own Brand of Heroin
The thing about self loathing,
Is it’s tricky to explain.
A drug addict may use heroin,
Where as I’m my own pill, and my own pain. All my flaws and failed attempts
Are standing side by side.
Every time I’ve screwed things up, you'll see so
There is nothing left to hide. no matter what , you say or do,
I’ll always have a hatred.
But sometimes it makes me a stronger person,
There is no other bitter sweet pill I’ve tasted.
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