Self Talk

Such a dirty little whore
Wanting looking begging for more
What a wasted broken thing
Mistaking your screams thinking you can sing
Such a dirty tired bitch
Seeking silver pieces
In a glass strewn ditch
What delusions how depraved
This time you waste wanting to be saved
Such a nasty little creature
Waiting to discover a single redeeming feature
What a disgusting worthless ragdoll
When will you discover there's no recovery from your fall?