You Must Hate Me By Gregory Thomas 3 days before X-Mas, The birth of a child Which for most Would be a blessing But in your eyes it couldn’t be, I guess deep down in your heart You must have hated me… Cursed by birth, That is what I was taught to believe And also that I was a child, That was unwantedly conceived Demons similar to bees Swarm the inner chambers of you mind Causing you to blame and curse me You must really hate me… Was I your last child? Is that your reason? No, that couldn’t be the reason Because another one, started breathing I know you truly have hate in your heart But am I honestly the cause for it? You must hate me… To be honest, I hated you
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