Them

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People see me this way,
And people like me, they say.

On rare occasions, you see,
They open up their hatred towards me.

I'm pretty unaware,
About the stories that they tell,

About me and my looks,
Like covers on books.

Sometimes it's better not to know,
That people make fun for the show,

Behind our sensitive backs,
So that they cover their tracks,

That lead back to 'em,
The one's I call "them".

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