enervate

sometimes i really hate myself,
the surface of my impair.
chasing away my confidence,
this minimal that i consist.
it keeps me sailing,
fighting against all tough weather.
weight,body,appearance,life,
to compare,its scary.
yet i couldn't control this intrusion.
do you know,
part of me has been ripped by you.
constant sprinkling of salt to on my wound,
thank you.
i'm a failure,
my self-healing power is low.
self-satisfaction,
randomly bother you,
its all i can do.

if you bother reading my words of hog,
gratification.
if you don't even bother,
i have no complain.

god bless.





yc