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Enemy


You said I wasn’t good enough,

It became my doctrine,

I conceived and gave birth to your lies;

The mental toxins,

Low self esteem living in my life rent free,

Afraid of being made fun of and how they tease,

School girl in a grown woman’s body disease,

I blamed you for years but now I see, that all along, the enemy is me.

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