Grotesque

These words collapse your confidence Your destructive existence is nauseating Fake, with no self-esteem, you're nothing You change with manic uncertainty Now I will be the master Now I will choose my boatswain I push myself in and out of relationships But I don't know you I push myself in and out of control But I don't own you Exactly how should I stand here Waiting for you to finally answer As you verbally bash me