I hate you,
you hate me
why is there so much hate within me?
I try to be nice, you do the oppisite,
you make me feel so desperate.
In the beginning you said I was ugly, fat and dumb, you made me see my life
will be hell. I changed for YOU, and not for myself. You obviously want me
out of this house. What did I do to deserve a step grandmother like you?
 
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