She sees herself as a woman.
And she is still her mother's pet.
One day she will be hated more than me.
That is why she hates me.
She was only on fudge for friends.
In the factory everyone knew her name.
But I was the only one who understood.
That is why she hates me so good.
They all hate me because I am me.
A freak, far above the mean.
But you hate me, so, much, you said.
Because once you knew me you never felt fed.
You felt like you had to be free.
That is why you hate me.
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