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Projections

Projections
  
I am not who you say I am  
I am not a game player
Games are for children †  
And Iím a mature, grown ass woman, with better shit to do with her time. †
†  
I am not who you say I am †
I am not a ho
Donít mistake me for the girls you surround yourself with, †  
I have a level of class and sophistication that even their six inch heels couldnít elevate them to. †  
Just remember baby, ďyou canít turn a ho into a housewifeĒ †  
and we both know Iím gonna make a damn good wife. †  
†  
I am not who you say I am †
I am not a manipulator †  
I donít treat people like puppets to be pulled and controlled by the strings of my dysfunction to fulfill my narcissistic needs and create the melodramatic charade I call my life. †  
And I donít look around me or behind me and see a bunch of broken, bruised, and used up people who are either long gone, holding on out of fear, or still imprisoned by my false promises and charm. †  
†  
I am not who you say I am †
I am not a whore
Never have been, never will be. Period. †  
I donít base my self worth on the number of toys I can acquire and have displayed on my shelf. †  
See I know my worth and I donít hand that shit out at a discounted price. †  
I understand that the most valuable toys are the ones in the box †
And their value decreases every time they get taken out and played with. †
Therefore, Iíd rather be rare, highly sought after, and a collectors edition †  
than be tossed out or donated to charity. †  
†  
I am not who you say I am †  
You must have me mistaken for someone else †
But hereís a mirror... †
I think youíll find the person youíve been searching for...
Lazy_Dead
Written by Lazy_Dead (.Julia.)
Published | Edited 31st Jul 2020
Author's Note
I wrote this the first time I left a very abusive relationship. When dealing with narcissistic abuse, you get smothered by their projections and this poem was my way of standing up to some of the...
I wrote this the first time I left a very abusive relationship. When dealing with narcissistic abuse, you get smothered by their projections and this poem was my way of standing up to some of the awful things he inaccurately insisted I was.
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