You say things about me

Terrible things

That people should never

Say about their daughter.

You probably wish

I was never born

Never taken to your house

That you never laid eyes on me.

Maybe you wish

That wave that took me out

Would have killed me.

I try to ignore it

Time and time again

As you claim to be ‘Christian’

Act like you care

In front of the right people.

I bet you sigh in relief

When you are around

People you can be yourself around.

The only part of you talking

That has ever pissed me off

Is that this is the first time

I’ve ever called you on your bullshit

Because I refuse to stoop to your level.

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