Treasure Island

Jordan Ray

(07091996 / Detroit, Michigan)

self-esteem


yea u think dat ur
self-esteem is low
but mines is lower than ever in my
life
and people talk about u and me
but they don't know what we
go through ever day
and evry time that we
wake up in the morning and
even at night when
we're in our
room we're listening to
our favorite song that
comes on the radio.
this is my self-esteem

Self-esteem is the thing cost us our life and
sometimes the people that we and when you tink it is over ur self-esteem gets hard to stand by and you
don't know you can take the pain of
everybody talking you right in your face
SELF-ESTEEM

Our self-esteem is what all people and children suffer from and they kill theirself about they look, act, feel, and walk.
This is all of our SELF-ESTEEM

Submitted: Friday, April 18, 2008
Edited: Friday, April 18, 2008

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