I sabotage myself for fear of what my bigness could do.
To whom do I owe the first apology? No one's been crueler than I've been to me.
The joke that you laid in the bed that was me.
I would not have discredited every one of their compliments. It was your approval I wanted, your congratulations.
I'm sorry to myself, for treating me worse than I would anybody else.
I didn't have high self-esteem when I was a teen-ager, as I think most teen-agers don't.