Not quite a poem

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Sometimes I truly hate myself.

I don't hate my life, or my decisions.

I just hate myself.

Not who everyone thinks I am,

Not the person everyone thinks they know.

The person on the inside. She's the monster.

She's self centered, manipulative, disloyal, and cowardly.

Sometimes, she's the one in control.

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