A poem
I’ve had to hide the truth,
From your narcissistic abuse,
I see your scathing little eyes,
And lips that spout your dirty lies,
But I'm slowly learning your ways,
I’ve been keeping a diary and noting your sayings,
While you’re busy tightening that noose,
Around my neck you try to strangle,
I’m suffocating it’s too much to handle,
So I’m building up my self-esteem,
All my life you’ve crushed my dreams,
But it ain’t going to happen no…
