She is always sitting there,
has been sitting there for ages.
She is just a talker , a voice,
stuck inside my mind.
They say there are many parts,
to who you are.
And if she is a part of me,
I doubt , if I could ever love myself.

She always blames me, she shames me,
tells me , "I am ugly ,
I'm stupid , I'm useless , I'm weak ,
always sick.
I can never be alright ,
I'll always be a burden.
Can't make anyone happy,
can't even take care of myself."

She compares me ,
just to tell me I'm inferior .
Tells me, "I am not good enough,
I never was to begin...