I know you don't like her,
But how am I supposed to know,
I wasn't even born then,
I didn't ask for her genes,
I didn't ask for it to flow through my veins,
I don't know her that well,
But,based on the stories u told me,
She made life a living hell,
People hated her,she was crazy,
She was only respected for her man,
She didn't like you too,
She was lazy,
I remind you of her,I know,
I look a lot like her,
Don't hate me too,
I'm not like her,not like you,
You called her stupid for years,
Now she's old,and has dementia,
I'm still young and have flowing tears,
I don't know how to deal with this isomnia.