Non-Existent Self Esteem
When the sunsets and night rises,
My nightmares are dancing like sugar plums in my head.
I have faded in the invisible bliss,
My self esteem has washed up on the ocean shore.
Your little nasty jokes at my own dispense,
You must feel like a real man knowing your tearing me from limb to limb.
Your words rip thru me,
your slowly killing me.
Sadly you think this is all a game,
But this isn't a game,
My self esteem is no longer here.
You have torn it up like a piece of tissue paper,
and all you do is laugh like the joker of the night.
I guess you are the devil in disguise!
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