Self Esteem
My shrink says I haven't any..
self esteem that is.
Not good enough or smart enough
I thought the ugly duckling would
turn in to a swan.. didn't happen.
Just living life in the slow lane.
Gray and unattractive, old too
But my mother loved me..
that's something, right?
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