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You hate me 
For all the things
That you claim
Are so wrong with me
But what you don't think
That I see

Is all those reasons
That you claim
Are so justified

Are lies and reasons
That you yourself create
And still you wonder
Why in the end

You are the ones

No one else 
Seems to want

To relate
Or give the 

Time of day
As others you

Push around

Just to stand
Your ground
You think power
Is what you have

Finally found
But as you open
Your mouth

No one hears a sound
As you start to drown in 
Yes one final victim
Of your very own hate