Since I can remember.
My self esteem has been abused!
I don't know. . . how it happened?
But remarkable it-it created something.
My ability to make other people look bad;
making myself look good.
I make myself look good - only because
I feel it makes those around me suffer.
But they don't suffer.
It's me I'm after.
Being trapped.
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