stinkin piece of me

i hate myself.

what do i have to offer?

what makes me me?

why do i get tossed around like a rag doll?

who are my friends?

who can i trust?

am i really so unimportant? so inconsequential? so unworthy?

words are so cheap, i can pay someone to say what i want them to say.

i hate myself. who am i? what do i have to offer anyone? Nothing.